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.

Here's your update, as promised.

Friday, can't remember much from apart from Al sitting next me on the bus, it was horrible. In the night, we were sitting on some railings, by the church and I decided to sit back so my knee-pits(?) were into the bar, but my body proper swang back and I nearly cracked me head on the concrete, I absolutely shit meself, but at one point, mid-swing, I was lovin it. Dave and Ste had to help me back up. After my near-death-expeireance I went home. Watched Best Of The Worst, packed me bag, put me PSP on charge and went to bed.

Saturday came like a slap in the face. Too early. Got up. Had a shower. Fucked off to Stafford Moreton. Got there on time at 8:45, Ste, Taffy, Adam and Lynn were already there. Me, Ste and Adam went over to Somerfield while we waited, i got a drink, a bar of chocolate and a Daily Mirror. The others got nowt. Went back over still no sign of Jo and the minibus, which we were told was a brand new Transit. Chef arrived with another Adam, who i'll call Deyes from now on to avoid confusion, he does go to Deyes by the way. Some guy from another youth centre called Ian turned up. He was sound. we all had a game of footy for about 15 minutes. Still no sign of the minibus. Ste and Adam went over to the Somerfield again, Adam got Nuts and FHM. Some more time past and Deyes was showing off with the ball and ended up blasting it into the pack. After about another half an hour, Ste and Adam went over to Somerfield again, Ste got Zoo. They came back over and went straight accross to the "people of asian origin" (no rasism on my blog) shop for a Top Shelf, they came back with nothing. After a shitload of waiting round the Minibus turned up. We all piled in. Me and Ste on the Billy-Bob seats. Off we went. Doing 40 all the way thanks to the bastard trailer. We, eventually, arrived at the youth hostel in Ambleside. Went down to the lake for a bit. Then we went up to reception to check in. Got our bags and went up to the room. I claimed top bunk. Adam went for a wank. We had half an hour to settle in and have a piss. Then we got our bikes and once again, fucked off. They hadn't planned a route so we had to keep it simple, we were on the road most of the way. Mike and Ste fell off. We stopped at a village for a drink and whatever. Then carried on and almost ran over some sheep, as you do. We caused absolute havoc on the roads. I realised when we got to the turning point that i was covered in sheep shit. We started off again and i was last in the line. My chain came off. No-one noticed i stopped. I lost sight of them. I only made one wrong turn. I didnt realise untill i was sitting in some random farmers living room being offered a cup of tea by his missus. I cought up, eventually. We got back to Ambleside and had tea, Spag Bol. We stood on the pier for a while and i noticed a woman in the building wearing only a towel, she cought Potter having a good old perv. Was pretty sweatty. We all went for a game of footy. David Potter almost broke his back stopping the ball from going into Lake Windermere. We went back, when it went dark. We got told to be in our rooms by 11. which we were, we got up at 1AM. Ste and Adam went for a Wank. We stayed up till 3 and went out side. We realized that Jo and Lynn wer down near the jetty with a bunch of geordies. They were bladdered. Chef went on the internet. We went to bed, Houghton went to sleep. Dave and Adam threw packets of seeds at him. He rolled over onto one of them. Dave managed to get it back, but he threw it at my face, SO i pinged them out the window! half an hour later and Houghton woke up, and started on me. i argued back calling him scum, fom Kirkby. He asked me what i had taken, i again pointed out that he was the one from Kirkby. He started to get out of bed saying he was gonna spark me. I wasnt gonna fight in just my bills. he went back asleep. i almost fell asleep but some bastard thunder woke me up. got 5 hours sleep all in all.

SUNDAY. DAVID JUMPED IN WINDERMERE!!!!! ADAM HAD ANOTHER WANK! We found a great sweet shop. i bought some stoof. got back on the bus. Ian changed his mind about following the laws about going slow with a trailor and he flogged it all the way. Got home and went to Chucky's Sports Bar on Rice Lane to watch the match.

i was loving the tractor overtake video all weekend. ill post it in a sec.



will post photos tomorrow, promise

Krispo

I'll update on monday about the weekend in Ambleside.

Not much has happened since my last proper update. On friday, me and Dave got told to mop up the floor, but we found a slippery floor sign so we put that there instead. Went to Southport on saturday to get a jumper for school. my dad managed to go in a 5 mile circle, he's a few pence short of a pound. Sunday, Kev and Sarah came with their kids and news reached us that Rob and Sarah are having a baby in March. Monday, nothing happened. Tuesday, i didn't go to Stafford Moreton, i watched the Everton - Posh game instead. it was pretty boring. Andy Van blew his last chance. Dickie Wright looked a bit dodgy in goal, glad we've got Tourette's Tim. Mark Hughes (not the) made his debut, played OK. Victor played well, seemed similar to AJ. British Telecom was poor as usual. Tiny popped up from nowhere to rescue us, as per. Simple seemed to use possetion well. Wednesday, the porn star scored his first for the shite. today, not much as usual. Sixth form let us use their ball at break. Then at lunch Reidall said if i gave him a Minstrell he's let us lend the ball. he never gave us it. Wanker.

More Monday! BYYYYYYYEEEEE!

Sorry for not posting earlier, was becauseof a) being lazy and deciding I'd do it after tea and b) forgetting to do it after tea, so... I'll post a video or two. update proper on wednesday, will have no access to the net tomorrow.

Enjoy

How do,

Right, where do i start? Well first lesson English, wern't bad, still got bollocked though with Spam and Dave for doing sod all in our presentation. second lesson, Business, can't remember much we did Break Even, not much happened. I "played" Kinsella a few times. Break next and it was pissing down, didn't do much, just listened to my iPod (The Libertines, Babyshambles, and Ian Brown, to be precise.) Science, 3rd, boring as! was in a group with Fairchild and Phil. doing summat with leaves, i didnt really understand so i just took the piss out of 1 Pint Willow. and Mr Morris took the piss out of his missus. Lunch, and it wasn't pissing down anymore, no, now it was absolutely shitting down. Put me bag in tutor. We had a game of footy with the Upper Sixth, we got slaughtered. think it was 8-3ish to them at the end. I got Crunched by Winnie and Tim. It hurt. I also got wellied in the shin by the lovely Winnie, cue welp of pain from me. Still hurting now. They had a corner, I marked Hogey, a lanky streak of piss. Easilly as tall as Crouch. Anyway, Crouchy, sorry Hogarth shoved me in the back. I hit the deck. Cut my elbow. Ars got drenched. Carl scored a beaute. Dolan scored from our box, but lost his shoe. and Abbo, thats right Abbo, I'm serious! Honest! He scored.

Well there you go. Thats my first post. If you like it post a comment, if not, go jump off a bridge.

Bye