The morning after the night and other short fables.

A fable is a succinct story, in prose or verse, that features animals, plants, inanimate objects, or forces of nature which are anthropomorphised (given human qualities), and that illustrates a moral lesson (a "moral"), which may at the end be expressed explicitly in a pithy maxim.

Good morning. I would first like to include a glowing endorsement;

I shall explain how this endorsement came about in good time, my friends. I am primarily here to tell you about my drunken night out, however.

Now, December the 11th always holds a special place in my memory, for it is my sisters Birthdate - It is the date in which she becomes older. For this particular Birthdate, my family decided to celebrate it in a really nice new Chinese restaurant in Wigan. The dress code was 'smart casual' and (I'll be honest) I was one of only about 5 people in there dressed 'casually smart'. Most people looked a little bit posh.

Now, some would say how can people in Wigan look posh? Whilst I agree with parts of this question, lets break it down.

Wigan>previous coal mining town>traditional rugby league community>close to Manchester and Liverpool>young professionals>rubbish areas>nice areas>Wigan.

So, posh can be done - just not a lot.

As I sat there contemplating what I would like to eat, I made a conscious decision of the drink I would like to consume. Tiger Beer. That old dog, Phil Jones, opted for a pint of Chinese Beer (Jinling Beer I believe) Annette Jones went for a classic White Wine and the oldest of the two Jones children, Elizabeth (who's Birthday it was) went for a smooth glass of water, due to her driving commitments.

We joyfully chatted about family stuff and that, then the food came! This is when I became confused for around 15 minutes. You see, I had ordered aromatic duck with minced prawns and egg fried rice, however I forgot the prawns were minced for AGES and I had no idea what I was eating. I convinced myself that it was crab and it was different to the crab I sometimes eat, but it was nice all the same.

For the food critics who nearly always read this blog;



Now, being the forgetful one I absolutely cannot remember what anyone else had to eat - but I know they liked it, because as a collective we have decided to return one day.

This has lead me on nicely to our glowing endorsement! After the bill was paid, I jumped at a killer chance to own a piece of Chinese writing. I asked the lady with the chip and pin machine to do me a favour (hohoho, I hear you chuckle) she obliged and before I knew it.. 'Our Drunken Nights Out' had an endorsement, in Chinese! We have broken China!

From here, the two ladies went on their separate way - which I am led to believe was home. Me and 'old man river' Philip went to the pub just across the road from the bus station.. Properly beer festival clientèle grace this premises, but bloodyhell it's a good pub!

I got a pint of the nicest tasting wheat beer ever;

'Schneider Weisse'

It was so nice in fact, I didn't get another one because I didn't want to ruin the good vibes I had received from the first one. Super PJ got a really plum tasting bitter, which in itself was a lovely mix of fruity flavours and high tones.

For the beer critics who nearly always read this blog;



We consumed many more drinks in this establishment and alas, it was time to leave. Pegasus takeaway beckoned as did a taxi ride home, complete with garlic pizza bread.

I feel happy to have told you my story - but what I am really waiting for is the new 'Christmas Cactus Logo'.. Just when will it be unveiled? Stay tuned folks!

PS;

www.bigfunbingo.com is now activated to redirect to this Blog. Life's a gamble!

This is what it looked like outside when I decided to share my night with you, this morning;