My mate went to the Ricky Hatton fight in Bolton.
She did say it was a dear do.
But she was sat right near the front. Behind Mike Tyson. Ooh and Guy Richie was there *but not Madonna, I asked*.
Guess how dear a do...?
Well she was entertained from 5pm till almost midnight she said. And it was dead exciting.
But go on, guess how much?
Five hundred notes! Yup. Five hundred squids.
I tell you, I thought having a fiver riding on a Lucky 15 was naughty spending.
I live and learn... I live and learn.












2008-06-04 @ 21:45