Just so you know. Chapters 2 & 3 are "Coming Soon" a la the Soccer AM t-shirts. Hey, did I ever mention that we were on that.....
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
They say all good things must come to an end, never truer in is case. We had some good times, but it was obvious that it was in bad health when Jay, Sheila, Chef and Doc left. We seemed to draw the short straw with who we got after they left. It all started back in 2005 when I was still in scouts. Not much happened for a while, we went on a walk in Lancashire somewhere around Lancaster if I remember rightly. That was alright; highlight being finding a skeleton of a lamb with wool on it.
Then came the big one. The full on expedition. It was a right laugh. We started in a place called Rimington. We being me, Ste Woods, Mike Carter, The Pube, Frankie, Dave and Hooton. Luckily for us the weather was unbelievably brilliant. It was a proper April weather. So lathered up with sun cream, especially me, being the ginger of the group; we set off and off we set. everything went swimmingly until we got to a field full of cows and one or two people got a bit frightened because a cow was standing in the way of a bridge we needed to cross, so we paced backward and forward, despite my suggestion of walking at it until it moved, after all its a fucking cow, until it did the noble thing and fucked right off. We then got to a derelict farm house next to the railway in the beautiful Lancashire countryside, near our first village stop of chatburn and had some lunch. After around half and hours break, still ahead of time. We carried on about 10 minutes later, and after walking past the boundary in a game of village cricket we got to the banks of the River Ribble. We followed the meandering river for 3 glorious miles until we reached our campsite, Waddow Hall. We set up our tents with varying degrees of success. As per usual Sefton Youth Service providing us with dodgy kit. After setting up our tents we had a game of footy with Chef and Doc for a bit to tire our selves out so we would sleep well. After a wee explore, in every sense of the word 'wee'. I stumbled across a vending machine, the rules state that you can't buy things on your expedition, so up yours Meiling. We all went down to the River bank, and for some bizarre reason we decided to have a snowball fight, keep in mind it was April, so there was no snow, we just used the logical thing instead (rocks the size of kettles, I couldn’t think of anything better to compare the size to. Sorry.) After some tea on the Tranjas, we found some decent grass to play footy on. Tempers were running short after a long day and Ste toe-pegged me in the arse, keep in mind he was wearing Walking boots, and they're pretty hard. It fúcking killed. I was absolutely pissing meself when the ball went over this fence (only a little one) and Chef bailed over the fence after it, not realising that there was a big fuck off hill on the other side, he went flying. Absolute comedy. We went to bed not long after it went dark. We were well aware that the next day would be 10 times as hard.
It didn’t disappoint. I think we got up around 6. Sat around for a bit, cause we were all aching to fuck. However we simply had to press on, we had much further to walk than the previous day. So after a spot of breakfast we packed up, always harder to do that getting the stuff out and set up. It’s the fitting it all back in the rucksack that’s the bugger. We set off then, just skirting the Ribble briefly and then things started to go a bit wrong. We were meant to be heading towards Pillings, but ended up in Waddington. A whole KM in the wrong direction. So, rather than try and find the right footpath; we decided to go along the road to Pillings. Once we had arrived we had a brief break before we set off through a farm yard and into the next field, we were back on track. Then things started getting slightly comical. Firstly, I climbed over a stile (that’s not the funny part), I walked about a yard or so (still not the funny part) and got ragged back and went flat on me arse (there you go). I’d got proper tangled up on a fence post. Of course rather than help me everyone just stood there laughing. Cockwipes. Once we’d crossed the next field we had to descend into a steep valley and cross a stream using stepping stones. After a brief discussion and psyching ourselves up, we decided the best thing to do would be to carefully cross it one by one, not using the moss covered, slippery, dangerous stepping stones, but by carefully walking through the 2inch deep water. Of course Hooton had to be different and use the stepping stones, but he got his just deserts when he slipped and fucked his hip (and iPod) on a rock. After trekking up the hill and back into the open farmland we ended up in a massive field at the top of the hill. We found a tree and sat off underneath it snacking on nuts and seeds (great energy boosters on long walks, don’t you know?). The view of the Ribble valley below was simply breathtaking. About 10 minutes later we carried on northwest, through a forest and into another field of sheep. After all but Frankie and Hooton crossed the stile out of the field the sheep decided to charge at them. Frankie panicked and totally missed the stile and went on her arse. At about 12noon the weather took a turn for the worst and the general mood of everyone started to slide downhill, people were getting pretty snappy. We eventually made it to a point where we had to cross the Ribble, by ford. We looked and looked and looked, but to no avail. We decided the best course of action would be to simply wade through the fast flowing, swollen-by-the-rain river. (un)luckily no one fell in. Practically everyone nearly did. All of our boots got soaked, but thank the lord we were on the final stretch now. We arrived at our finishing point to a warm reception from the leaders. We all piled into the van and set off home singing along to the d of e official theme tune: Come on Eileen by Dexy’s Midnight Runners.
Then came the big one. The full on expedition. It was a right laugh. We started in a place called Rimington. We being me, Ste Woods, Mike Carter, The Pube, Frankie, Dave and Hooton. Luckily for us the weather was unbelievably brilliant. It was a proper April weather. So lathered up with sun cream, especially me, being the ginger of the group; we set off and off we set. everything went swimmingly until we got to a field full of cows and one or two people got a bit frightened because a cow was standing in the way of a bridge we needed to cross, so we paced backward and forward, despite my suggestion of walking at it until it moved, after all its a fucking cow, until it did the noble thing and fucked right off. We then got to a derelict farm house next to the railway in the beautiful Lancashire countryside, near our first village stop of chatburn and had some lunch. After around half and hours break, still ahead of time. We carried on about 10 minutes later, and after walking past the boundary in a game of village cricket we got to the banks of the River Ribble. We followed the meandering river for 3 glorious miles until we reached our campsite, Waddow Hall. We set up our tents with varying degrees of success. As per usual Sefton Youth Service providing us with dodgy kit. After setting up our tents we had a game of footy with Chef and Doc for a bit to tire our selves out so we would sleep well. After a wee explore, in every sense of the word 'wee'. I stumbled across a vending machine, the rules state that you can't buy things on your expedition, so up yours Meiling. We all went down to the River bank, and for some bizarre reason we decided to have a snowball fight, keep in mind it was April, so there was no snow, we just used the logical thing instead (rocks the size of kettles, I couldn’t think of anything better to compare the size to. Sorry.) After some tea on the Tranjas, we found some decent grass to play footy on. Tempers were running short after a long day and Ste toe-pegged me in the arse, keep in mind he was wearing Walking boots, and they're pretty hard. It fúcking killed. I was absolutely pissing meself when the ball went over this fence (only a little one) and Chef bailed over the fence after it, not realising that there was a big fuck off hill on the other side, he went flying. Absolute comedy. We went to bed not long after it went dark. We were well aware that the next day would be 10 times as hard.
It didn’t disappoint. I think we got up around 6. Sat around for a bit, cause we were all aching to fuck. However we simply had to press on, we had much further to walk than the previous day. So after a spot of breakfast we packed up, always harder to do that getting the stuff out and set up. It’s the fitting it all back in the rucksack that’s the bugger. We set off then, just skirting the Ribble briefly and then things started to go a bit wrong. We were meant to be heading towards Pillings, but ended up in Waddington. A whole KM in the wrong direction. So, rather than try and find the right footpath; we decided to go along the road to Pillings. Once we had arrived we had a brief break before we set off through a farm yard and into the next field, we were back on track. Then things started getting slightly comical. Firstly, I climbed over a stile (that’s not the funny part), I walked about a yard or so (still not the funny part) and got ragged back and went flat on me arse (there you go). I’d got proper tangled up on a fence post. Of course rather than help me everyone just stood there laughing. Cockwipes. Once we’d crossed the next field we had to descend into a steep valley and cross a stream using stepping stones. After a brief discussion and psyching ourselves up, we decided the best thing to do would be to carefully cross it one by one, not using the moss covered, slippery, dangerous stepping stones, but by carefully walking through the 2inch deep water. Of course Hooton had to be different and use the stepping stones, but he got his just deserts when he slipped and fucked his hip (and iPod) on a rock. After trekking up the hill and back into the open farmland we ended up in a massive field at the top of the hill. We found a tree and sat off underneath it snacking on nuts and seeds (great energy boosters on long walks, don’t you know?). The view of the Ribble valley below was simply breathtaking. About 10 minutes later we carried on northwest, through a forest and into another field of sheep. After all but Frankie and Hooton crossed the stile out of the field the sheep decided to charge at them. Frankie panicked and totally missed the stile and went on her arse. At about 12noon the weather took a turn for the worst and the general mood of everyone started to slide downhill, people were getting pretty snappy. We eventually made it to a point where we had to cross the Ribble, by ford. We looked and looked and looked, but to no avail. We decided the best course of action would be to simply wade through the fast flowing, swollen-by-the-rain river. (un)luckily no one fell in. Practically everyone nearly did. All of our boots got soaked, but thank the lord we were on the final stretch now. We arrived at our finishing point to a warm reception from the leaders. We all piled into the van and set off home singing along to the d of e official theme tune: Come on Eileen by Dexy’s Midnight Runners.
To Be Continued...
Labels: d of e memories
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Hello,
It's been two months since ive posted. not a lot has happened, went to see Hot Fuzz last month, ill put some pics on in a sec, coursework is all but over, only science to go now. Easter holidays started today. I'll finish me D of E bronze soon i hope. Super League has started and we're in midtable. Sorry, your not getting any pics, cos i cant upload them, some are on http://www.myspace.com/krispo2007. oh well. Never ended up going to the Charity game yesterday. See yas on MSN
It's been two months since ive posted. not a lot has happened, went to see Hot Fuzz last month, ill put some pics on in a sec, coursework is all but over, only science to go now. Easter holidays started today. I'll finish me D of E bronze soon i hope. Super League has started and we're in midtable. Sorry, your not getting any pics, cos i cant upload them, some are on http://www.myspace.com/krispo2007. oh well. Never ended up going to the Charity game yesterday. See yas on MSN
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Sapnin.
Everyone ok? Thought i'd do a wee review of 2006. Well the best moment of 2006 for me has to be the day of snow back in March (i think). There was me, Ste, Mike Carter, Ben Murphy, and Chris McCann. The Jist of it is: a MASSIVE snowball fight. we just walked all over the village. throwing snowballs at each other. Hope we get some more this year. another reason why that is the best moment of 2006 is cos Ben wore Latex gloves. Worst moment has to be my great grandad dieing. worst public moment has to be Steve Irwin dieing. can't thik of anything else to put, got any ideas, leave a comment or sumthin. school is goin allright. Courseworks gettin a bit much. i should be doing soem science now, but wat ya gonna do? got slapped by some girl at lunch. deserved it really. was only dickin about tho.
Everyone ok? Thought i'd do a wee review of 2006. Well the best moment of 2006 for me has to be the day of snow back in March (i think). There was me, Ste, Mike Carter, Ben Murphy, and Chris McCann. The Jist of it is: a MASSIVE snowball fight. we just walked all over the village. throwing snowballs at each other. Hope we get some more this year. another reason why that is the best moment of 2006 is cos Ben wore Latex gloves. Worst moment has to be my great grandad dieing. worst public moment has to be Steve Irwin dieing. can't thik of anything else to put, got any ideas, leave a comment or sumthin. school is goin allright. Courseworks gettin a bit much. i should be doing soem science now, but wat ya gonna do? got slapped by some girl at lunch. deserved it really. was only dickin about tho.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Tits Up Big Dave Having It Large
Hey,
At Big Dave's at the moment, so is Ste, Hessom, Andy Fairchild and Andy Foden. It's 4:25 AM. I'm tired. Dave has a Wii, they're amazing. BRB.... BK. We went bowling before. I got 28 on the first game, but i recovered and slaughtered them on the second game. I got 134. We were in the car park outside the Megabowl and fairchild decided on a game of Russian Car Roulette. 3 possible outcomes; 1. He could miss a car; 2. He could hit a car; 3. He could hit a car with a knobhead in it. He went for prize number 3. and the fella came over and was asking WTF had just happened, we said it wasn't us, he said if something else hit his car he would "fuck us all". KFC 4 tea - leg-end. Dave has a picture on his wall of a peasant comitting beastiality with a chicken. no one is on msn, cant think why. I might go Hightown in the morning, don't know yet. dave has also shoved a peacock into a big jug. I am cream-crackered. i went to town this afternoon. was packed. i bought: Peep Show Series 3,
Deal or No Deal Interactive DVD,
Join Me by Danny Wallace,
Are You Dave Gorman? by Danny Wallace and Dave Gorman,
a pack of humorous cards.
Met up with me mum for lunch at Subbers. I had a Meatball Marinara with cheese, mayo and peppers on hearty italian bread. My favourite. Done our mocks since I last posted. Went OK, but exams don't really bother me. Got some mint new trainers. That'll do for now i think. Merry Christmas.
Good night and God bless
Monday, November 13, 2006
Neglection Will Kill Blogs.
I heard my blog crying so i had to update it. "Well then, whats happened since you last updated?" I hear you not asking, dear reader. Where do i start? I'm sitting here in the living room at the moment if your interested. Only Fools And Horses has just started on UKTV Gold. Tammy is sitting behind me, falling asleep. There was one proper crazy day the other day. It's really messed my head up. Moving in to the new house this Friday. Getting a digital camera for Christmas, so i will be putting photos on here soon. Tammy's just woken up. I can here mum walking around upstairs. Can you tell how bored i am? .... just read back over what i've just typed out, boring innit? Be right back, getting a drink....
...back now. So, hows everyone been keeping? Alright? Any questions so far?
Ben Murphy is getting Maths tuition. Now that IS funny. I'm doing my best to get on with everyone at the moment. It's going alright so far i rekon. Only a certain Mr. Pointon standing in my way. I miss work experience. Great bit of toilet action today... Mo nearly had a fight . I'm going on holiday on Boxing Day, should be a laugh. Nearly pissed myself yesterday when Menzie called me Special K. He said it was either gonna be that or Ginger K. I think you'll agree, he made the right choice.
AH YES! I quit Scouts.
I THINK thats it. So what you guys been up to?
...back now. So, hows everyone been keeping? Alright? Any questions so far?
Ben Murphy is getting Maths tuition. Now that IS funny. I'm doing my best to get on with everyone at the moment. It's going alright so far i rekon. Only a certain Mr. Pointon standing in my way. I miss work experience. Great bit of toilet action today... Mo nearly had a fight . I'm going on holiday on Boxing Day, should be a laugh. Nearly pissed myself yesterday when Menzie called me Special K. He said it was either gonna be that or Ginger K. I think you'll agree, he made the right choice.
AH YES! I quit Scouts.
I THINK thats it. So what you guys been up to?
Tuesday, September 26, 2006

right heres ur pics from Ambleside.
L-R: Ian, Mike Carter, Ste Woods, Chris Houghton, Lynn. we wer doing the pub quiz. our team, matlock, won.

getting our bikes.
L-R: Adam Smith, Kristian Rowe (me :))

Us on the jetty.
L-R: Adam Smith, Adam "Pubes" Pugh, Michael Carter, Ste Woods, Kris Rowe (me) and David "my name is jaffa" Byrne.

"the boys" in the car park on saturday night.
L-R: David "Chef" Potter, Adam Smith.
Getting the bikes.
R-L(for a change): David Byrne, Eve.

