The plane at Cork Airport waiting to Taxi

Inside the enclosed area called "The Printworks" in the center of Manchester there are two or three late night bars, restaurants, and a stage. Parker were the band on the night we were there. They were one of the only original bands I really enjoyed listening to.

The view from one of the pubs upstairs called 'The Norweigan Blue' - It was schoolgirl night, the staff had to dress up like schoolgirls, all for charity. Kicking bar, gorgeous girls, and serious house music.

The boys misbehaving!

Meself and Charlie. Slighty tipsy.

Meself and Colin, almost drunk at this stage.

David, starting to wilt. It's about 10pm, we'd been drinking since three. He got it into his head to order a Hot Chocolate and Brandy.

Meself and one of the School Girl Barmaids. Mmmmmm, mischief.

The Ferris Wheel permenantly setup in Manchester.

David looking out the window pining for his Hotel Bed about 5 mins before he wandered off on his own to sleep.

Yup, he lasted 'til about 11.50. Lightweight :-)

Outside Old Trafford, waiting to get in.

The trophy museum inside the grounds. It was almost like being in Church, everyone was paying their respects. Except me, I was too hungover to notice.

Me, about to throw up from too much drink in the Museum.

A very hungover Ned Kelly looking out at the field, shivering from the cold, head pounding from drinking until 5 in the morning.

Mmmm, breakfast. Football pitch stylie. Proper Bo!

The lads, all dying too. In order we have Colin, Pa, Charlie and David.

The game in progress, Manchester Utd 2, Charlton Athletic 0. Very Exciting. Not.

The best dinner I had in ages. We went back to The Printworks the second night, and ended up in a restaurant called Old Orleans. I opted for the hotest Cajun dishes you could get. I got some Fajitas to start with, followed by Jambalya - the remains of which you can see in the frying pan. It took plenty of pints to quench that fire!