Report by Lisa Brooker
Well it was a typical cold, December night when we all met at the Jockey in town to start off the festivities for our annual pub crawl. About 12 of us turned up to start off with, including my holy tights, Tracey’s porn shoes and Mick’s Xmas tie!
We only stayed for one drink then headed off to the Falcon for some traditional Irish tipples.
Next stop, the Black Rock
then through to Yates where Pingy met up with us.
After some white glove and whistles tunes we headed down to O’Donoghues where we were told there was a band on. To be honest, I don’t even remember if there was!! Apparently there was one but no one can remember what they were called, too busy watching Ian and his breast measurement exercise.
I know that they had my favourite beer which was recently discovered at the Wakefield beer festival. Wey hey!!!!
Speaking of beer, time to go to Fernandiz for more real ale. Think people started getting split up now cos we seemed to lose everyone at this point. I know Geoff and Martin had gone on ahead. Time for a quick burger before going back down to the Grey Horse for the duration. Things are getting really fuzzy now, damn, should’ve written this earlier. No one remembers that much.
After a few games of abusive pool, trying to put the lads off their stroke by flashing the flesh,
it was time to relax the feet and take off the boots, classy or what!
All in all another top night had by all from Wakefield Mag, see you next year!