Round 2

We all met at midday in a roof top bar in Shoreditch. It was going to be a long day. After a few beers we made our way to the five a side pitches for a kick about. In hindsight, probably not the best thing to do and one of the chaps ended up in hospital with a broken arm. More beers followed, hanging with the hipsters in the trendy bars around Shoreditch/Hoxton. The fact that one of our group was wearing a bright red gimp mask seemed to go mostly unnoticed. The evening finished in the Backyard Comedy Club with more stag humiliation and, of course, the football.....

I'm too old for this malarkey....