Where Is My Monkey ???

word.

Playrooms door is 10times tighter than foundation!!! they search every punter!!

My monkey is alive and well and living as a Goat-herder in the Bavarian mountains!

After all - its safter!


The story is this:

I was pulled at the door as the doormen thought that I "was off my tits"
Their reasoning for this was that my eyes were rather large.
Not the first time that I have been accused of something like that even though I wasnt. I happened to have a set of contacts in that I had in since 5.20am that morning and they were doing my eyes in BIG TIME ! People from Bedlington will recall that I was often accused of the same thing when I was working at the ranch!
Although I was totally coherent in my speech, and manner, the doormen made their decision and stuck to it. Which is fair enough, I cant really do anything about it, and neither can Mark - which is why I didnt even bother him about it.
I guess it didnt help my case that I happened to be wearing a rather cheeky t-shirt saying "Drugs - we've lost the war, lets party!"

Not much I could do, and if I was to argue with the doormen or hassle Mark, it would have just made things worse. In the end I had an early night back at the hotel.

The only gutting thing was that I had spent £200+ for the weekend, flying up from Manchester, hotel and taxis, then flying back next morning.

Most expensive "early night" I've ever had !!!!