Ward Fest 07
by Chris on September 17th, 2007 @ 9:37 pm - Tag (Life) No Comments. 64 Views
Normally i wouldn’t write about my drunken antics because…well it’s boring to read for anyone who doesn’t personally know me or was there. But this weekend just gone i was invited to the Wards house for a little par-tay (Good family friends). I rarely get to see any of them, sometimes 2-3 years gaps. I’m not sure why, hopefully that will change. After all without Harry and Alan i would never have be introduced to Grand Theft Auto…that’s the game not the actual crime.
As i was considered the outcast here i started off slowly, till Harry knocked some sense into me and explained that my idea of “starting off slowly” was stupid, then promptly poured me some hot wine stuff. There was also a live baned on who were fucking great. So much so that in my drunken state i believe i brought up my link to guitar hero and throw out a card. So they must have been pretty go for me to actually get off my arse and attempt to talk :). The Bootleg Lilos i think they were called, i did have a button but i believe i traded it for a kiss with a pretty lady…or a beer, either way i had my mouth around something cold. Hopefully i will catch them playing again around London.
After that the night pretty much became the normal bog standard BLUR. One thing i do remember is on my travels to the toielt of bladder relief this pretty big guy was banging on the window. Naturally i smiled like an idiot and offered him a beer while banging back on the window, he returned my kind gesture by smiling and then slamming an Environmental Health Office badge against the window. Crap :|. Now you have to understand this house is in the middle of know where and backs onto a field…they have no neighbours. So how these people heard the music i don’t know, even with the wind carrying the sound i can’t believe it was all that loud. But i was drunk so what do i know :).
So time for my list of thanks and apologise. Thanks to the Ward family for a fucking great party it’s one i will remember for a long time to come (same again next year?). Thanks to Harriot for giving me a lift home…sorry i was so quiet i was so damn tired and sorry for the cardboard like hug i gave you before i left. Also sorry for not offering the sofa to any of the girls that ended up sleeping on the floor 
once my head hit that pillow i was out. Though I do feel a little less guilty about that after someone told me you had plans to kick me off the sofa…gits :).
Hope to see you guys again soon.
