Head Hurts

After opting not to enjoy the sunny heights of a night in Leamington, I decided a quiet night in Leeds was a far better option. Being my home town, its easy to get carried away in the spirit of catching up with chums .... and that's exactly what happened....

Several pints of wife beater, combined with some mysterious German lager that ma dad had in the fridge, equate to a brass band playing loudly in my head. Never again I hear you say, not on your life, bigger bolder and messier tonight...

monkey out .... For the count!