Herding cats would probably be easier, sir.

I managed to get lost early doors on the Blackpool one. One moment everyone was together in the first pub, possibly the manc one, not sure, and then the drifting started. Someone said the Dutton so i said i'd have a wander and catch up.

But hey ho, either i was too early or too late, as i didn't see (or hear) anyone, so I had a few before moving on.

Being a dino, apparently the only bloke on the planet without a phone, I just took a trip down memory lane, with a very long pub crawl. Some new ones and some I remembered from the old days seeing as they hadn't changed since the 70s.

The next time I saw you lot was when i rolled up at the station in the evening with a bag full of tinnies for the trip home. I was so knackered in Stockport i had to spend the rest of the night listening to the band in the Town Hall Tav. Happy days, or possibly happy daze.

Mick