The trip

The trip to France had to be cancelled due to my friend injuring himself and rendering himself incapable of riding the bike, so instead we decided to travel the UK and have a few drinks instead.

On day one we left London around lunch time and headed for Doncaster, and after dropping our stuff at the hotel and having a quick bite to eat we headed in to Doncaster. We started of in Yates’ but although it was cheap it was also empty, so after a quick pint we headed off in search of a livelier venue.

We stumbled across a wetherspoons and decided on a couple of pints in there, but, being a wetherspoons there was no atmosphere so we again headed off in search of fun. We wandered in to a club called Berlins, and discovered it was 99p a pint night, so we decided to stay there for the duration. Many many drinks later we apparently took a cab back to the hotel….

On day 2 we managed to crawl out of bed in time for breakfast, and after a quick trip to Asda to buy some essentials (crisps and coke) we headed off for our next destination, Blackpool.


After arriving in Blackpool and locating a suitably cheap B&B we headed out on the town for the second night of drinking (actually, if you take in to account the nights we were drinking at home it was about the fifth night drinking) and started off the night in the Walkabout, which was home to some very good looking ladies. After a few pints, a little letching and a lot of mullet spotting, we decided to head down the sea front, where we stumbled upon Manchesters, somewhere we’d been before on a stag do. Unfortunately the Manchester was worse than it sounds, with dodgy covers of bad songs and a lot of chavs. Queue a very quick pint and a quick exit.

Next stop was another Yates’, where we stayed until closing time due to the fact we couldn’t be bothered to walk any further. After that, it was a quick cab ride back to the B&B, where we sat drinking with the owner until 2.30 in the morning.

After another early rise for breakfast on day three, we again jumped in the car and headed towards Manchester (the place, not the pub). We were staying at a friends’ girlfriends flat, but we arrived in time for a quick mosey around the Trafford centre. After an altercation over seats between my friend and a group of ten year old girls, we headed out for a rather posh dinner in Wilmslow, and of course a few more drinks.

The following morning, after returning to the Trafford centre due to having return a DVD box set that had been supplied without DVDs, we headed home, and of course, once we’d dropped our stuff off we headed for the pub.

All in all, it was a heavy but fun week and certainly made a change from being at work. Roll on next time!