The Witchwood, Ashton Under Lyne 13th November

 We woke up in Ashton Under Lyne. It was a Sunday, I wanted a roast so me and Lozza went to JD Wetherspoon.

 After our feast we bumped into the others who had gotten up and decided to forage for scran.

 We walked through a traditional market selling all types of crap like army clothes and fake guns, DVDs and broken electrical equipment. They also sold what they claimed to be old QVC stock. Eggsy use to run QVC in the late 90s.

 By now Ross' face was starting to fall off. The only way to put it back on was with booze and food.

The boys didn't fancy the posh roast at the JD Wetherspoon, so they went for the pub next door which had a slightly different class of violence in the air.

 Some of the boys spent 20 minutes trying to read the menu. 

Billy knew exactly what he was going to get.

 Mexican slop in a bowl.

 Adam did well with his choice of ham, eggs and chips with a side of coffee and garlic bread.

 Greyham went for a rich creamy sauce over pasta, it looked sick.

 It was like something out of the film Goodfellas but with less helicopters and a crap soundtrack.

 On the way back (Greyham was in a race to get to the toilet), we bumped into the Maggot.

 Maggot was hungry, he started with Greggs the bakers and a sausage roll.

 Which he enjoyed in Marks and Spencer.

 Then he went on the the main course.

 A taste "death in a box" burger.

 And rounded it all off with a delicious pint for desert followed by more pints and then a few more pints.

 We were back at The Witchwood, which is a great pub.

Greyham put 14 quid into the jukebox.

 Billy had a few games of pool.

 These young boys came to talk to us about stuff, I think they wished they hadn't.

 Then it was time to get into the dressing room and get ready to play the gig.

 The Witchwood is a great venue.

 And we had some guests on stage.

 After, I hung out with some of the crowd.

 Then went back to the bus for a bit. Mike had cut his finger.

 Then some of the boys went back in to The Witchwood to party. Adam ended up trying to push his phone into his head at the end of the night, he had a good time.

Then the party was over and it was back Port side.

Big up to The Witchwood.