General Chat

Our hostess, Babs suggests that the remaining 16? move on (as we are getting chucked out at 7) so it is decided to pay a visit to the hotel of the Unfortunate five. This was one of the Boro’s less well known… erm, less sought out.. erm, pubs with rooms. As the unfortunate five settle in, the rest mingle with the locals pretending they are from Amsterdam, Sue and Ann play pool but have trouble with the balls, Sue hits a local with her cue and Ann dances with her’s (cue not local), the rest just drink and natter and drink and natter then our lovely hostess piles us back into the minibus for a whistle stop tour of Middlesboro streetlife as we dodge past the police to get to the off licence, then on to Babs house for more! Am a bit stuck for words now as everything starts to get a bit blurry, Tracey, Beth, Andy and Jon get a good send off, GR gets raided and unsurprisingly the thread is not there the next day but nobody can remember/don’t want to remember, what they put! The rest party on till 2.30am and then it was definitely time to go! BC suggests the unfortunate 5 should walk back to their hotel to help said celeb to sober up and maybe the rest of us too. Ooh it was very blooming cold as Daniel escorted by BC and Sue Smith followed Kaz and Lemon into the night. Miles and miles, on and on they weaved.

As soon as all the glasses are refilled it’s time to talk, Sue S. and Kaz give Andy a few tips on things he should include in his trek bag – Sue suggested haemmoroid cream and Lambrini and tries to glean info about the object of her stalking!! The celeb found his Dictaphone, CB showed her medals, Ann was, well, was Ann, Joan admitted she came from a place called “Ponder’s End” and personally knew Ponder, Jeanette was fishing for ideas on well erm fish as she propped up the bar and Lemon was fuffing. Jenny showed an unnatural liking for Jasper Carrot and resurrected his now infamous song “funky Mowped”, Beth found Jon and BC, well, was too busy eating choccies. Sue Smith got out old meet pics to reveal Kaz in a very similar top to the one she was wearing but as Kaz explained they were both by the same designer (ahem). Then we have the photo sessions that are now in the public domain and the grand finale is a photo opportunity organised by our celeb, we all put on our best “we are genealogists and we haven’t had a drink smiles” but unfortunately cans of carling are caught on film. We have to say goodbye to some of our friends as they make their escape and Kaz looks on wistfully as she has no such escape plan.

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She stepped out of the car onto the windswept pavement of a far off northern town! Oozing elegance and sophistication, she entered the hotel foyer causing the staff to splutter their pints as they struggled to their feet to welcome,,, Kaz.. Kaz waited anxiously for the others to arrive, daydreaming of food and envious of the others scoffing goodness knows what .. she longs for the safety of the Palace. Luckily for Kaz, the lovely Babs arrives shaking as she ticks off the names of the people who will gather in this room, Kaz sticks a name badge on to remind herself who she is later on! The young Tracey Orangeblossom walks in looking more nervous than Babs as they sit waiting for the onslaught! Then it happens, the good and the great and the celebrity start to arrive!. Wow that’s Lemon (looking so erm Lemon) and BC and Haddock, Sue and Jan, Ann and “oh no” Sue Smith. The celebrity sits down and begins writing notes in his big book (scarey), the lone trekker and his bruv and later CB, Jenny (nearly a brummie) and Joan arrive (cos they have a posher hotel than the rest of us).

*wonders if she should run away now! lol*

Having read CB's great tale I was inspired to do my own and again please ignore spelling/grammar. Apologies to all of you who didn't go and are bored with it all!! 'ang on