i haven't a scooby what most of you got up to this weekend i goddam hope you were living it large somewhere in the forests of great britain, iraq, south africa or in the republic of yorkshire.
peter b he was out and about
well me and the rest of the kids well utter banter
we couldn't go with the rest of the crazzzzzy kids on friday night academia stood in our way. swedish 1a wake up 9.25 start 9.30 (not recomended) thats done back to the flat. the north beckons
scotia: lets hitch
fred: your mad
scotia: lets hitch
fred: alright then
half an hour later standing by the best part of scotland the forth bridge one side home the other something different. something we both needed
half an hour we are still there
bored
and then elaine in her banter mobile peugoet 205 falling apart. who cares we are moving
we haven't even paid the toll and we find she is stark raving nuts
she has a boyfreind who does nothing except fish all day and freeload of her (make note to self find girl who will let me do this)
skinny dipping in loch lomond
she goes biking all over scandi tells all the men to [nope] off says the scandi girls will love all brit guys full of understanding chat. well we were half interested i guess.
so the advice continues we hear all we need to know perhaps too much
so we get somewhere and scott gets a free pair of gloves
then someone takes us to dalwhinnie
he works for scottish water can't be very exciting e.g. brooner
so from dalwhinnie the trek begins
7 miles the sign says to warmth, booze, training and lagan
so scotia starts singing , then it starts raining, his stupid shorts cuts come to light. one small lift. more walking. one lift off these dodgy fellas who asked us how much for dirty favours i think banter free weekend bugger its andy and andy.
then we get there and go training in strathmashie in the dark we pretend to be a car and scare other cars
drinking
then we unleash the beast
15km through rothiemurchis and inshriach
beautiful hell we've all been there a million times but i love it
died on my arse though. just when marty passes me can't be a conincidence
crawl back through the sweeeet white runnable goodness a floor so good you can sleep on it
and you hit the open bits and the winter sun hits you no heat just goodness. get back to the van, drink coke no good eat food no good sleep good
suddenley we are back in t'burgh. fife, perth and the rest didn't exist
now its time for apres-O
cheeky red bull bus/taxi every where cause i can't walk
meal in a resteraunt make sure its one you work in cause its a free bar so the booze flows everyones feeling tipsy. so to the club, the one joins us after she has finished work she has had an exciting weekend. girls everywhere but no harry and tony hell girls in short skirts will do instead
pj and duncan, the darkness, five till one in the morning then two in the morning apears and chanda paul pokes his head up
realise you are tired go home turn on computer listen to bowie and write a load of rubbish
then there is tomorrow
i said oi geldof you may have helped the poor of africa with your many good charity deeds but if i see you coming round to my flat at nine this morning telling me and my flatmates you hate mondays i will be forced to say oi geldof noooooo!!! mondays are good cause they help you appreciate the weekned now naff of with tiger lilly and trixie dixie and enjoy your royalities you bearded irish geeeezzzzeer (with apologies to Harry Enfield)
night y'all see you at the first susf sprints next weekend
but first... SU Ball
banter
the weekend
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the weekend
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friday night - first night of jono 'hilton' graingers bucks weekend. i reward peter prong preston for his hospitality at the sydney orienteering hotel by inviting him along. first stip nabibs lebanese restaurant... the waiter say's 'yes please' every time he serves us drink or food... quality... lots of VB's then we swing on down to the quality 'Lord Roberts Hotel' kind of a mix of lord fred and me, a quite little den that the 17 bucks takeover, great jukebox. now drinking resch;s. jono having trouble standing... onto the empire hotel... happily the upstairs members bar is managed by mazza, my old mate from the 'oral scrounge, opal lounge'.. not a drink is paid for... jono can't stand... i become 'pommie bastard' and all the girls hate me... bloody jack daniels... bourbon heid.. then i almost get in a fight on the bus.. bourbon mouth giving ozzies loads...
65 minute training run the next day... my longest training run for 6 months.. baby steps on the road to the spring cup wooden spoon! nav it..
65 minute training run the next day... my longest training run for 6 months.. baby steps on the road to the spring cup wooden spoon! nav it..
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Ah, Dover... How we thought of you this weekend whilst perusing the library at Laggan village Hall. "Gay Lord Robert"(s) by Jean Plaidy, a quality novel...
http://www.darkwoodonline.com/si/5354.html
http://www.darkwoodonline.com/si/5354.html
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Burns night
Well now then a bit of banter had by all this weekend!
We had a big burns night last night, quality.
I don the kilt and head to the mess hall for the carnage. So I'm on the head table being one of the main men around these parts. 80 people are invited along. We are told by the chief of staff that alcohol is not allowed in the dinning facility so we persuaded him that we need it for the toasts. He agrees.
The night begins.
Toast Rabbie
Toast the queen
Toast the new Norwegian princess.
Toast the King of Belgium,
Toast everything you can possibly think off in three hours.
A good burns night with the Haggis flown in especially and a load of whiskey drunk due to a toast every minute.
So I got totally steaming, necked a bottle of whiskey and the party moved over to the bar. At this point my memory goes and the stories are coming in thick and fast about the bevvied Scotsman. There’s photos going around our e-mail system with my arse out as per usual when I’ve got my Kilt on. Tried to strangle the chief of staff with the soltire when he wanted it put on him like a cape, then apparently I nicked a bike, cycled around a bit and ghostied it into a wall before falling unconscious somewhere.
Had to go out and about at 9am this morning so woke up in a hell of a state, got into the armoured car and went out and about. Now when we travel in the armoured cars you can’t open the windows or doors at anytime until you get to you location, so there I am in the back of the car my condition deteriorating and no where to hide.
CHUNDA,
spew but swallow it, repeat three times before giving in and spewing all over myself and the car (bran new as well) to which the driver goes “Oh well that’s a good one, that’ll give one of the locals a nice job to clean up” sorted.
Now back in the office, as rough as a badgers butt and looking forward to a nice helicopter journey up North tomorrow which I am glad I booked for Tuesday and not Monday that would have been a good one, chundering out the helicopter to give the locals below a shower!
Fun and games eh!
oh and I'm off the drink, never drinking again I swear!~!!!!!
We had a big burns night last night, quality.
I don the kilt and head to the mess hall for the carnage. So I'm on the head table being one of the main men around these parts. 80 people are invited along. We are told by the chief of staff that alcohol is not allowed in the dinning facility so we persuaded him that we need it for the toasts. He agrees.
The night begins.
Toast Rabbie
Toast the queen
Toast the new Norwegian princess.
Toast the King of Belgium,
Toast everything you can possibly think off in three hours.
A good burns night with the Haggis flown in especially and a load of whiskey drunk due to a toast every minute.
So I got totally steaming, necked a bottle of whiskey and the party moved over to the bar. At this point my memory goes and the stories are coming in thick and fast about the bevvied Scotsman. There’s photos going around our e-mail system with my arse out as per usual when I’ve got my Kilt on. Tried to strangle the chief of staff with the soltire when he wanted it put on him like a cape, then apparently I nicked a bike, cycled around a bit and ghostied it into a wall before falling unconscious somewhere.
Had to go out and about at 9am this morning so woke up in a hell of a state, got into the armoured car and went out and about. Now when we travel in the armoured cars you can’t open the windows or doors at anytime until you get to you location, so there I am in the back of the car my condition deteriorating and no where to hide.
CHUNDA,
spew but swallow it, repeat three times before giving in and spewing all over myself and the car (bran new as well) to which the driver goes “Oh well that’s a good one, that’ll give one of the locals a nice job to clean up” sorted.
Now back in the office, as rough as a badgers butt and looking forward to a nice helicopter journey up North tomorrow which I am glad I booked for Tuesday and not Monday that would have been a good one, chundering out the helicopter to give the locals below a shower!
Fun and games eh!
oh and I'm off the drink, never drinking again I swear!~!!!!!
You can't expect to reach the top without a little climbing!
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Pinches wrote:Ah, Dover... How we thought of you this weekend whilst perusing the library at Laggan village Hall. "Gay Lord Robert"(s) by Jean Plaidy, a quality novel...
http://www.darkwoodonline.com/si/5354.html
I found a rather unfortunatly guy (i can only presume they're male) signed up for a marketing tutorial:
Currently on tutorial : Xavier Latorre, Gaylord Perruchon, Anne-Laure Philibert,
just how evil were his parents?
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