The Night of the Missing Shoe...

One of the best things about coming home for Christmas is being able to see your best friends! Peteyb is defs not the most exciting of cities; especially coming here after being in such lovely places such as York, Durham and Nottingham! It's also quite difficult adjusting back into home life after being in university mode for so long! We were all missing our Student Union's and exciting night life from our university homes, so Kate, El and I decided on a classic PeteyB night out. The rest of the girlies could not come for numerous reasons, but we were excited to see lots of  old, familiar faces in the local Weatherspoons where we would venture to first!

I got ready with my sister, as she was also preparing for the night life of PeteyB with one of her friends, and eagerly waited the arrival of Kate and Els. An hour after the arranged time of arrival, a knock at the door, and they were finally here. (The thing about Kate, is that she is always late! It is very lucky that she is worth the wait!)

In their hands, was a full bottle of 'Smirnoff' Vodka (which was just a disguise of a bottle- it was full of all the drags of cheap vodka bottles they'd had left over!) and a bottle of Morrison's Peach Schnapps. I can no longer drink Vodka, after a very silly, naive night involving cheap Vodka, Lilt and a Hog Roast (I can no longer drink Lilt, or eat pork any more either!) This meant that the cheap peach schnapps was a winner for me! And I had plenty of it too! (An excellent thing about having a birthday 12 days before Christmas, is that you get all the bottles of alcohol that people leave behind at your party! You are then set for Christmas and New Year! Brilliant!)

We had a few cheeky drinks, lots of photographs (as Kate and I are very snap happy!!! Especially now I've got a gorgeous new camera from Jonny!), and then we hopped in a taxi to town. (I live about a 5 minute walk from town, but a walk is just not practical when you are wearing very high heels!)

Photographed by Papa Voce, just as the taxi arrived

We flashed our ID's to the big bouncers on the door, and went straight to the toilet. The walk to the toilets was more to spot any faces we wanted to embrace and spend our evening with. We said our hello's to quite a few lovely people, did a quick 'fake snow' photo shoot in the bathroom, and made our way back downstairs where we had become up to date with the lives of everyone that we hadn't seen for the past 3 or more months.

A little later on, we went across the road to pretty much the only "night club" in PeteyB (if you can call it that!). We waited in the queue for quite some time, and eventually got inside where we had to pay 4 POUNDS!! My jaw nearly dropped to the floor!! Thursday nights in town used to be free!! I used to come home with more money than I went out with!! But 4 pounds!! Well, that was crazy!! We held hands and made a little train, so we didn't lose each other between the large amounts of under-age drinkers. We sat down at a table, where Kate started to search through her bag (she is one that often loses everything!), and so in her search for whatever she had lost at that moment, she accidently knocked over a full drink! The girl's whose drink it was, was definitely not impressed, not amused, did not want to see the bright side of life at all. Her face was caked in a thick orange war paint, her eyes were enlightened with a bright pink, very sparkly eyeshadow, and thick eyelines, with big spider like eyelashes... those eyelashes that look like she's reapplied about 50million layers of mascara that make the lashes all clump together. She was not wearing the most modest of outfits, and the look on her face was not something you would want to deal with. Kate, oblivious as  always, carried on searching her bag for a missing item (which later, turned out to not be missing!), and the girl was getting very agitated, which was fair enough as she had spent about 2864739124 pounds on a drink!! Luckily, Yanis was there to save the day!! And brought the girl a new drink! Phew!!

We made a quick escape and went upstairs to the "70's style" part of the club; somewhere the scary girl wouldn't be! We danced a lot. The heels were starting to hurt a bit, so we thought it would be a genius idea to take them off!! So we put our beautiful shoes at the side, no more than a metre away from where we were dancing! Everyone was having a jolly time, dancing and singing and happy, happy! And then, I saw that only ONE of my shoes was there!! I dragged my friend over, and still there was only one!! One of Kate's shoes had also gone missing!! At first, we thought the boys were playing a practical joke on us!! But as time passed, it became less funny, and we realised it really wasn't a joke!! We got all of our friends, searching and searching, we asked the bouncers to look for our beloved shoes, and the DJ even made an announcement.

It got to the end of the night, the club was closing and people were leaving... there was still no sign of the shoes?!

So we hopped down the stairs and outside and went home with only one shoe.... very very upset!! I loved those shoes! (Thankfully, they were only £4 from ebay- but a £4 better spent then the cost of getting into the silly club!)

Me, Kate and our ONE shoe!