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These are the occurrences of the evening of July 1st 2005, remembered by Jameson, so they may be a bit blurry.
The evening started at about 7, we had made a trip to Tesco and brought Rawson some alcohol, 12 cans of blackthorn cider, I was already covered on the alcohol front as I had worked 'really hard' at Tesco and been given a crate of Stella, as the managers seem to believe the only thing that makes me work hard is beer, which has its advantages.
We phoned round some people but everyone was either with their lady friends, working or going to Christchurch park to see some film on a big screen. It looked as if it was gonna be just me and Rawson, we decided to set ourselves a challenge rather than just randomly wandering, we would walk to Christchurch park to join the guys.
We headed back to my house and began drinking, we watched some thing about the Navel review that happened recently and proceeded to talk about Britain, our pride, our history etc, many other things were talked of such as Rawson's boat and his dad.
At about 8:30 we left my house, as we were leaving Paul Davey stopped us and asked:
Paul "can I have one of your beers"
Myself "sure"
(hands him beer I had in my hand)
Paul "You can't go drinking on the streets"
Myself "sure we can, bye dad"
Paul "mumble mumble"
We began our journey. Rawson seemed to have some stamina issues so he said he wanted to stop at the first bench he saw which happened to be just round the corner from my house. We decided that we would stop at every bench we saw from then on, just for fun.
We headed for Rawson's house as he needed to take a poo. I sat in his room waiting, I couldn't get on his computer as it was password protected and his TV didn't seem to work, so I just sat. Then I heard the bathroom door go I looked out I see Rawson sticking his head out he proceeded to say:
Rawson "ahhh"
Myself "what?"
Rawson "I've run out of toilet paper"
Myself "oh"
Rawson "can you get me some"
Myself "sure"
He directed me to where it was and I got him some. He wiped up and we got on the road again. Penny Rawson gave us a shout as we were leaving. She said:
Penny "You're going out again?!!"
Rawson "yep"
Penny "You have had a sleep since yesterday morning"
Rawson "yep, bye"
Penny "bye"
We continued, we ended up at the community centre eventually, the pikey fair was on and the place was swarming with young chavs. Rawson got some 2ps and we played on the 2p machines they had in this shack thing, no money was won. I decided it would be a good idea to try and sell some Stellas, £2 a bottle, no money was made. Rawson started speaking to Ollie Loune (not sure how you spell it) for some reason, probably because he was drunk (Rawson not Ollie) We moved on.
Now for some reason Rawson wanted to go the scenic route, and as I was too drunk to disagree I let the man lead us. Now Rawson isn't a navigator at the best of times, but 8 cans of cider later and he's crazy. We ended up going right through Kesgrave, past one stop, Kennys, then I think we turned off into the woods. We ended up on the Rushmere Heath. By this time Rawson was lost but still insisted he knew exactly where we were. I made a stand because I really didn’t want to get arse raped, we stopped and looked around us for a sign of where we were. By this time it was dark, very dark, too dark in fact. Rawson spotted the hospital tower and we headed for that.
We made it to a road, I’m not sure what road, we followed it and we came out somewhere near the Co-op at the double roundabout. It was now about 11:00pm I think, we had lost about 2 hours on the heath and in Kesgrave somehow. It all seemed so easy when we set out, 1 hour and 15 minutes is the time it should have took.
I got a phone call from Ozzy asking if we were going to make it, I told him no. We continued on none the less, we got all the way up to the bank past Blockbusters, and then we saw a bus stop. It was to good an opportunity to turn down. I can’t remember if we discussed whether to give up or not or if we just both stopped and started waiting for the bus, probably the latter. We waited for what seemed an eternity, we talked about how crap the bus service was for a while, then all of a sudden I proceeded to vomit over the pavement, this was a complete surprise to me, as I had stopped drinking a while back, I had obviously reached my limit. Rawson seemed quite concerned and yet not.
The bus came and I somehow got a ticket though I didn’t have any money, I guess Rawson paid for it, I don’t remember anything about the bus journey apart from waking up at Tesco at the bus stop watching the bus drive off. I stumbled home and went to bed. I’m not sure what happened to Rawson I guess he got off at his stop and did the same as me, I hope. I haven’t yet spoke to him this morning.
Well that's about it for last night I think, I would just like to say thanks Rawson for a fabulous evening and I can’t wait till next time.
Alcohol Consumed between us:
12 550ml bottles of Stella 5.2%(one drunk by Paul Davey)
9 440ml cans of Blackthorn Cider 5.5%
Total UK units consumed - 42
Written by JD.
The evening started at about 7, we had made a trip to Tesco and brought Rawson some alcohol, 12 cans of blackthorn cider, I was already covered on the alcohol front as I had worked 'really hard' at Tesco and been given a crate of Stella, as the managers seem to believe the only thing that makes me work hard is beer, which has its advantages.
We phoned round some people but everyone was either with their lady friends, working or going to Christchurch park to see some film on a big screen. It looked as if it was gonna be just me and Rawson, we decided to set ourselves a challenge rather than just randomly wandering, we would walk to Christchurch park to join the guys.
We headed back to my house and began drinking, we watched some thing about the Navel review that happened recently and proceeded to talk about Britain, our pride, our history etc, many other things were talked of such as Rawson's boat and his dad.
At about 8:30 we left my house, as we were leaving Paul Davey stopped us and asked:
Paul "can I have one of your beers"
Myself "sure"
(hands him beer I had in my hand)
Paul "You can't go drinking on the streets"
Myself "sure we can, bye dad"
Paul "mumble mumble"
We began our journey. Rawson seemed to have some stamina issues so he said he wanted to stop at the first bench he saw which happened to be just round the corner from my house. We decided that we would stop at every bench we saw from then on, just for fun.
We headed for Rawson's house as he needed to take a poo. I sat in his room waiting, I couldn't get on his computer as it was password protected and his TV didn't seem to work, so I just sat. Then I heard the bathroom door go I looked out I see Rawson sticking his head out he proceeded to say:
Rawson "ahhh"
Myself "what?"
Rawson "I've run out of toilet paper"
Myself "oh"
Rawson "can you get me some"
Myself "sure"
He directed me to where it was and I got him some. He wiped up and we got on the road again. Penny Rawson gave us a shout as we were leaving. She said:
Penny "You're going out again?!!"
Rawson "yep"
Penny "You have had a sleep since yesterday morning"
Rawson "yep, bye"
Penny "bye"
We continued, we ended up at the community centre eventually, the pikey fair was on and the place was swarming with young chavs. Rawson got some 2ps and we played on the 2p machines they had in this shack thing, no money was won. I decided it would be a good idea to try and sell some Stellas, £2 a bottle, no money was made. Rawson started speaking to Ollie Loune (not sure how you spell it) for some reason, probably because he was drunk (Rawson not Ollie) We moved on.
Now for some reason Rawson wanted to go the scenic route, and as I was too drunk to disagree I let the man lead us. Now Rawson isn't a navigator at the best of times, but 8 cans of cider later and he's crazy. We ended up going right through Kesgrave, past one stop, Kennys, then I think we turned off into the woods. We ended up on the Rushmere Heath. By this time Rawson was lost but still insisted he knew exactly where we were. I made a stand because I really didn’t want to get arse raped, we stopped and looked around us for a sign of where we were. By this time it was dark, very dark, too dark in fact. Rawson spotted the hospital tower and we headed for that.
We made it to a road, I’m not sure what road, we followed it and we came out somewhere near the Co-op at the double roundabout. It was now about 11:00pm I think, we had lost about 2 hours on the heath and in Kesgrave somehow. It all seemed so easy when we set out, 1 hour and 15 minutes is the time it should have took.
I got a phone call from Ozzy asking if we were going to make it, I told him no. We continued on none the less, we got all the way up to the bank past Blockbusters, and then we saw a bus stop. It was to good an opportunity to turn down. I can’t remember if we discussed whether to give up or not or if we just both stopped and started waiting for the bus, probably the latter. We waited for what seemed an eternity, we talked about how crap the bus service was for a while, then all of a sudden I proceeded to vomit over the pavement, this was a complete surprise to me, as I had stopped drinking a while back, I had obviously reached my limit. Rawson seemed quite concerned and yet not.
The bus came and I somehow got a ticket though I didn’t have any money, I guess Rawson paid for it, I don’t remember anything about the bus journey apart from waking up at Tesco at the bus stop watching the bus drive off. I stumbled home and went to bed. I’m not sure what happened to Rawson I guess he got off at his stop and did the same as me, I hope. I haven’t yet spoke to him this morning.
Well that's about it for last night I think, I would just like to say thanks Rawson for a fabulous evening and I can’t wait till next time.
Alcohol Consumed between us:
12 550ml bottles of Stella 5.2%(one drunk by Paul Davey)
9 440ml cans of Blackthorn Cider 5.5%
Total UK units consumed - 42
Written by JD.