I thought I had posted this but forgot to check so here it is
Saturday I went to the O2 Arena to see Metallica, but there isn't where the fun started, that was Thursday night. I was getting ready for bed when the girlfriend starts asking questions as to why I am staying up there over night, why and I going so early, so I had to think quick, my answers for leaving early were so that we could get a parking spot at the hotel and also miss the Marches that might be going on, so that one was covered, about staying over night, mmm because I will be having a couple of beers and don't want to be driving back even if i have only had a couple, she just looked at me. The real reasons were because I was meeting friend there and we like a drink at a concert and there is no way I would be in a fit state to properly walk let alone drive.
Saturday arrives and i am doing bits and pieces I said I would do before I left, so that meant getting me and my son to the hairdressers, washing up, mopping the floor (didn't get round to doing this) and some little odds and sods. We get to 12pm and it is time to leave, so I pick up the gf's brother and we head to town to drop off gf and son. We are finally one the road, well to meet my brother to pick something extra up for the concert, after waiting a round for a while we get back on the road and head off to the hotel. the weather was appalling to drive in, high winds and loads of rain and as I was going a different way than usual I missed the turn off that I needed so made a 20 mile detour, we got in to london and missed the next turning that I wanted to just carried on and luckily found another way to where we were staying without much trouble.
Once we were checked in and special cigs rolled we headed off to the DLR, we were almost there when I realised that I had left the concert tickets back at the hotel, so we headed back got them and tried again, my plan was to be at the arena for about half 3, the time we got back to the station was half 4, I then rang my friend that we were meeting and he told me that the jubilee line was out of action so we had to change at canning town, no problem, except there was a replacement bus service on and the buses were packed, so we missed one bus as we couldn't get on and waited about 10 mins for the next. We finally made it just after 5 and met in the pub in the arena and started drinking. After a few pints we were waiting for my friend to drink up and we thought he still had another pint to drink, so we poured some in to his glass he was nursing and drank some but this was a mistake, as it wasn't his beer, it was actually a pint of cider and I almost choked as I tasted the difference straight away and the other mate made me laugh at the same time that I thought I was going to spit it everywhere. The O2 arena is big and there seems to be alot to do regarding eating and drinking, so we wandered round and found somewhere to eat, there was a queue outside but was going quite quickly. So we went in to Nandos had half a chicken each and felt quite stuffed afterwards then on to the O2 bar for a couple before the show started.
Once the show had started I was feeling slightly worse for wear so decided to sit down after the 3rd or 4th song, I was then woken up by my friend, I had fallen asleep through a couple of songs, but the sleep did me good, as I was getting up to see what was being played I looked over and noticed that I wasn't the only one that had a nap as the other friend was doing a nodding dog impression and when he woke up spilt his pint all down his trousers looking as if he had pissed himself. The show itself was very good and the music was always played with no mistakes and the crowed were going wild like they normally do.
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Once the concert was over we headed back to the bar for a few more drinks then tried to find our way back to the hotel. We ended up going back to my friends hotel and we were going to get something to eat but after so much talking we missed the delivery space and there was nowhere near the hotel that did food, so we had a smoke in the hotel after I learnt a new trick, if your in a non smoking hotel all you need is a bag and a sock and you can cover the smoke alarm, only good for probably a couple of cigs but enough. as I was knackered me and the gf's brother went back to our hotel, stuck the TV on and realised it was now 3am/2am old time. I feel asleep with the TV on and woke to the grand prix being on, so watch that then had breakfast. We managed to leave about 10 and was home for 11, where all I wanted to do was go to sleep, but no lots of other things were planned.
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