Matchday Report
We all went out the other night.
It was a bit of a plan for a while, but we finally managed to organise a bit of a night out. Our good friend Pao had arranged a table in a lovely little Thai resturaunt in Edinburgh, one he frequents while he's living his nomadic lifestyle up here in Sconny Botland.
Now, I would have thought this through a bit more. We're not exactly renound for being the quietest of groups, or politically correct. As an example, one of the conversations consisted of Andy winding up the group about something, I've no recollection what, but the resultant put down from, umm, one of us, "Ah, but we know what women's fannies taste like", said with just the right amount of venom, gives an idea of the quality of our verbal output. So, it might not be a venue that Pao frequents any more.
We also drank in a pub called The Blue Blazer which, despite our reservations, turned out to be a leather thong free zone, and actually had a fair old collection of whiskeys, beers and other non-gay drinks.
Needless to say, I missed the last train home. So, we proceeded to drink a bundle more things and get acceptably drunk, then get a vastly overpriced taxi home.
Ratings
Pao 7/10 - Extra points for booking the venue, but loses points for some confessions that will never be repeated or believed
Andy 6/10 - Loses points for being a bit unwell, but gains a few for sharing the cost of the taxi
Paul 7/10 - Points for being the drunkest when I arrived, but not falling over all night
Dom 8/10 - Some never to be forgotten lines escaped his warped mind as the evening wore on
Al 10/10 - As always, witty and chatty, with countless entertaining stories to regail the crowd with. (The crowd, of course, were smart enough to refuse to listen)

So, same time next week then?