i've jsut come back from a nostalgic visit to leigh pubs.....they're still crap
Oh dear of the night is a contest between:
being snogged by the quintesential essex bird who kinda came up behind me and went for the kill, then asked what am i doing tonight to which my reply was "going home now"
oh dear, things haven't changed, she must have been 24
and the next decision, being asked for ID to buy cigarettes
the girl was only jsut older than me
she did give a funy look when i showed her my drivers license
oh and 4 random people came upto me and said they knew me, i have no recollection of who they are so i just said "hey dude" and wandered off