My Last Weekend in Mancunia
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I still had to pack a load of my gear and that's how my day went. The car was chocka block full with hoards and hoards of rubbish, I really should be more minimalistic, but I'm one of those who retain years and years of memorabilia and tit bits of nostalgia without batting an eyelid.
That was the bulk of my day, all that was left was to make a few phone calls, get everyone out, and hit the pub. I did!!! A really good turn out from the house, university friends, and football friends, made it a very, very heavy going night! Krystle turned up just in time to see me heavily drunk and to hear my babblings.... Ermmm if I remember rightly "Ah baby, I'm in heaps of trouble. I'm seeing double of everything; well, pleasingly four of some things (said whilst looking downwards)." That earned me a timely slap. What really good send off though. I've made some good friends up there in a short space of time and I'll definitely be living there more permanently one day.