Fooked if I'm going to Oldham for a pint, I've got 8 cans of Ace lager in the fridge chilling and a thirst from a throat as dry as Ghandis flip flop after another nightmare day of DIY, I'll be looking forward to getting back to work for a rest.
If you want a pint let's meet on Saturday in the town centre then we can watch all the opposing factions knock ten bells of shit out of each other.
Saturday in the city is a fucking freak show nowadays.