or was it my first legal lots of drink.Sweet jesus i cant even remember the hotel.I do remember the place.Owenahincha in West Cork.
Myself and two other guys went camping down there and we set up tent and headed off down to the hotel at an early enough time.The first sign of something strange was the place was jambed packed with older women with more and more flowing through the door.Then i saw them.The posters.Sonny Knowles.Great ,never mind the fact that he meant nothing to me then (means even less now).I remember ordering three pints of Carlsberg and drinking mine and then another round and then the next round.
To round the night off,we ended up like golf balls on the titanic.I ended up appluading Sonny Knowles who was having a piss beside me later and also pissed on the frineds leg.Our tent fell down somehow during the night and when we crawled out of the tent next morning ,we forgot the pool of puke left outside by us.
A fascinating start to our legal ages.We headed off down to the hotel the next night too and yeah got pissed again.Some kareoke on that night.I had the pleasure of witnessing one of the frineds making an absolute fruitcake of himself.Talk about being in step with the tunes.
Sing along now
Westside.