These Pubs Are Made For Crawling

With not much to do other than surf through 450 channels of poppycock (love that word) on sky tv and be baffled at how a bull statue is seen as their prized tourist attraction, we decided to entertain ourselves by, yeah you guessed it, getting pissed. Starting at 3pm, the plan was to hit every bar from lisa’s house to the town and consume at least one drink at each. Each pub and drink was to be photographically recorded, however after around 10 pints many photos were understandably overlooked.

Here are some of the results:















Pub 4, I decided to leave my car at this one and bus it the rest of the way

















At this point mikey was already loosing count
















Of course it wouldn’t be a pub crawl without a cheesy 80s discotheque





















Stop off at the ferris wheel






















Lisa showing us her ceroc dancing skills

















Not so sober