Ninjutsu Uncovered

Standing waiting in a queue for a night club has to be one of the best times of your life (or is that just me?) I would waiver my doorman privileges unless Kerry made me due to the rain or in need of the loo. If you have ever been a doorman you had an unspoken rule that the nightclub door staff would let in other doorman as a sign of good will and statue in the pub and club social scene, this usually goes with the doorman hand shake, hug (manly one) and the usual mock fighting, things you are not taught on today’s S.I.A badge scheme. Sometimes on a lovely night or if I was with a large group of people, you would go to the back of the queue, because you can’t take the piss out of the door staff and get your 15 closes friends in because your breaking the doorman code. As you would wait in the queue everything would happen and the whole world would pass you by. Firstly, the dodgy fashion parade would take place featuring your select group being the judging panel of Americas nex...

Alarm set for 6am, watch a little bit of TV have a wee and off to sleep, only to be rudely awakened by the alarm 5 minutes later (it always feels like that). I get up wash, brush my teeth as Kerry stirs and little Nev looks confused why we are getting out of a nice comfortable bed?  Kerry pops some clothes on and Nev runs into Erin’s bed room and jumps on her bed, thinking option B of going back to sleep is better than option A, getting up! But when he realises we are leaving he wants to come with us … kids! We jump in the car and Kerry drops me off at the metro station and we kiss goodbye and Nev gets a pat and a hug and I get a lick in return. I hate being away from Kerry, the girls and Nev, but legends do this! I get my ticket and climb onto the metro heading for Newcastle with the early bird workers, all bleary eyed or asleep with their faces pressed up on the windows, trying to keep the sleepy feeling for a few more minutes. In no time at all I am heading out of t...