For my 40th.......
....my wonderful new wife of 6 weeks organized a bit of a do at the pub we all meet at and invited a stack of me mates along, and to get me out the house said she had got tickets for us and a couple of others for the Human League at Newcastle city hall. So off we troop to the Toon to do a bit of stuff and have a bite to eat, her stalling now and then so that we'd get there at the right time so that everybody would be there and ready for us, with me completely oblivious to this. Antway, we'd arranged to meet the others coming to see the League at the pub so that everyone could jump out of cupboards and stuff, surpriiiiise and all that. So whilst Mrs.TP goes to the bar and I went upstairs to find the others before she could stop me. The room was all decked out with balloons and streamers and a "Happy 40th Birthday Dave"( my real name) banner on the wall, so I thought "oh well, we can't go up there, there's a private do on". Back I go to the bar to tell her we'll have to stay downstairs, the upstairs bit is reserved for someones party, whereupon she gives me a bit of a "yeah very funny" look. "No seriously, there's balloons and stuff....". Not once did it dawn on me that the 40th and Dave and the birthday might have been me!! Eventually it sunk in and it was splendid, but if one of my mates was that stupid I'd have had him put down by now,


I am such a thick gimptwat sometimes I despair, I really do.
(tinypod will never learn. Ever., Fri 9 Dec 2005, 12:11, Reply)