Approx. 20:00 - 14:00 / 1-1-00 / Kev's House / Reading
On the eve of the Millenium, four lads from various places nearish to Trysull, West Midlands, drove down to the town of Reading, in Berkshire - home to a famous jail and not a lot else. Oh, its festival is good too but we were eight months too early for that. Never mind, spurned on by the knowledge that they were to attend a fantastic party hosted by the ever generous "Kev," they made it to their destination safe and sound. When they arrived there they met their three great friends and then proceeded to get somewhat drunk. Activities included stopping passing motorists (including police patrol cars and their operators), losing contact lenses whilst on the toilet thus making drives home the next day somewhat random, getting very wet with rain and champagne, going to a pub at one in the morning to play table football, attempting the pullage of midgets and many other debauched actions. Everyone survived the night and the four friends even made it back home alive. This page serves to document that night.Click on a small picture to get a bigger picture
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the long walk to Kev's house. |
so lets have a group hug..... Or tussle. |
the widest? I think Louisa wins.... |
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Is that really Shaun? Answers on a postcard please.... |
Shaun looks like a retard. The things alcohol does to the brain. |
of the 5-0. Nippo and Shaun meet their future guards. |
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accompanied by a quick game of Bebefoot and everyone's happy. |
bladder which catches him unawares in the middle of a joke. |