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Nate’s New Years Eve ‘05 - Brought to you by Gazz Wood -
I usually don't much care for NYE. In 2003, the year of LeedsMeUp.com, I stayed in by myself to avoid the hustle. It was just too much plod for me frankly. Last year I joined in, but not here. I took James to Nottingham and we did Rock City for the All Nighter. It was fine, but no matter how much we drank we just could not get drunk. Plus All Nighter means more than that. That thing didn't finish till 6am and the train back to Leeds didn't come to 8am. Imagine sitting in a train station for damn near two hours on New Years Day. That place was dead. I fell asleep on both trains.
However this New Year would be different. See 2005 was rubbish, verily so, for lots of people I know and people I know of, so it's nice to see it off and carry on afresh in the company of friends in a relaxed environment.
And what's more relaxing than Nathan's house and who's more relaxing than James, Nathan and Gemma obviously, and Youdy?
No one. That's right.
Sadly Youdy was drafted to a Family Do at the last minute and we were forced to make our way into the second half of the decade without him. We gathered up some beer, I put on my new Trendy top what I got for Christmas, and it was off to Nathan's. He's got a lovely house by the way.
Right away I got stuck into the beer. I'd had 4 bottles before anyone else had even opened one. I was on a mission to get fucked up in Nathan's house and break a chair, then cry. It was a foolproof plan, however I would need tools. Not chisels and the like, but one special thing with which no party that involves me can ever truly get off the ground. My Benny B endorsed punches.
You see since I was about 15 I've been knocking up punches at house parties, largely because I often show up late and with very little in the way of drink for myself. I have found that if you pour what ever's left from all the other bottles of booze, add some stuff you find in the fridge and maybe stick some fruit in it or something, you usually come up with something pretty nice tasting and also something which will get you fucked up and crying within the hour.
Trouble is I can never EVER duplicate a punch, because I don't know what I've put in it and even if I did I don't record measures or anything. My last punch was at the Christmas Chaos event and was called The Neon Island. I felt something different was in order for such an auspicious occasion.
Thus, Frog's Wine was born.
It was all right, bit sickly to be honest. James was liking it, but the next morning he did cite his consumption of the freshly invented beverage as the reason for his stinking headache and hang over.
Back to the night, I gave Gemma her secret santa gift. I'd drawn her and instantly knew exactly what I was going to get her.
Her very own I'm With Youd T-shirt. She robbed James' ages ago and just never gave it back, so now she's got her own... and James'.
The New Year chimed and we all toasted to 2006, finally getting shot of 2005 for ever.
I stood outside for ages watching the various fireworks displays dotted throughout the sky. I love fireworks. Eventually I got back inside and rejoined the group.
At some time later, I have no idea what time, we all called it a night and I asked Nath where I was sleeping. Foolishly he answered 'Sleep anywhere you want chief', so I grabbed a duvet and some cushions and got down on his dining room table.
It was uncomfortable as fuck and I think I scared his Aunty, who came back from the pub after I'd gone to sleep and probably didn't expect to find someone asleep on the table.