A quick look back at my free 'n easy years:
Monday it'd be a quick snifter at the pub (Xposure Rock Cafe, now a strip bar)
Tuesday night was Student Night, but one to avoid because the music was shite.
Monday it'd be a quick snifter at the pub (Xposure Rock Cafe, now a strip bar)
Tuesday night was Student Night, but one to avoid because the music was shite.
Wednesday was Cattle Market night at the Dirty Duck, then another Student Night (Snobs, which at least used to play Green Day now and again).
Thursday, Friday, Saturday would be Pub (The Fleapit...erm...Foundry - now luxury apartments opposite the new home for the BBC in Birmingham) & Club (Edward's No. 8 - still good apparently - or XL's - now half strip joint, half closed).
That did me till I was 25.
Thursday, Friday, Saturday would be Pub (The Fleapit...erm...Foundry - now luxury apartments opposite the new home for the BBC in Birmingham) & Club (Edward's No. 8 - still good apparently - or XL's - now half strip joint, half closed).
That did me till I was 25.
These days it's get the kids to sleep for eight and flounder around for something to watch, or more likely read, marking time till I can collapse into a coma at midnight.
Oh the joys of growing up!
