London food-fights to Manchester hotel parties

Considering I tell myself on a regular basis that I’ve grown out of this McFly phase I don’t half seem to see them alot. This month essentially should have been renamed to “McMarch” for me as pretty much 99% of my social life has revolved around this band these past 31 days. It all started with an um, lovely day trip to Bolton to see them after finding out they were doing some charity concert for someone dying or some shit like that, and as predicted, Bolton is a shit hole. Not long after that I headed to London for the weekend to catch up with some of the friends I met through McFly many years back. The weekend was awesome, and to sum it up; we got embarrassingly drunk at the All Time Low show at Brixton Academy and then trashed their after-party with an impromptu food fight! The party was at a super cool bowling alley nightclub, and as you can imagine, alcohol and bowling don’t exactly combine very well and resulted in Amy forgetting to let go of the ball and throwing herself down the lane whilst Alex from All Time Low looked on in sheer embarrassment.

After heading back up North and spending the next few days recovering, the weekend soon came around and I had tickets to see McFly at the arena. And after spending the day stalking the band around the city a few of us decided to meet in Holly and Sophie’s hotel before the show for a couple of drinks; a few of us soon turned into a lot of us and a few drinks soon turned into a lot of drinks and before long the room was trashed and we were all wasted and on route to the arena. Obviously with us being all kinds of drunk we ignored the fact we had the worst seats in the entire venue, disregarded all the rules of the Arena and snuck onto the front row when the lights went down …and much to our surprise managed to stay there for the entire show without getting kicked out! Not content with being front row and mere inches away from the band I decided I still wanted to go one better and stood on the seat I’d just high-jacked and started dancing. And for around 5 seconds I was having the time of my life, until the bitch sat behind pushed me and I fell off right in front of McFly and an arena full of 10 thousand people!! The production of the show itself was bloody outstanding and once it finished we of course snuck into their hotel where the after party was, blagged some free drinks and met them again!!

Sadly I couldn’t go to any more dates of the tour as they clashed with other shit I had to do but oh it didn’t stop there! With my friend Beth (the girl who single handedly created my McFly obsession back in High School) being up from London we decided to meet in town and catch up. The catching up however lasted around 3 minutes as I got a tip-off McFly were at a local radio station and we suddenly got our stalk on and met them once again as they left!! Now if that wasn’t random enough, as we strolled back into town who do we see walking towards the shops? McFly!! Now I know I’d literally just met them, and I’ve met them a billion times before that, but it’s always been outside a hotel, venue, tour bus..etc never this coincidental! Not knowing what to do with ourselves, we obviously followed them at a distance for a while before pouncing on Tom in the food section of Selfridges. We happily chatted away for a while with him before leaving him to carry on shopping. Presuming they were now staying over in the City whilst they completed the rest of their Northern tour dates we decided to leave them be …and go back the next day and meet them again before we headed to the Taylor Swift show …and then the same the following day as I had a dentist appointment in town and my dentist is just walking distance from the hotel…..