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
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
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