Sunday, July 31, 2005

Friday night was spent in Codsall, first the Bull then onto the Station then a walk back to the Crown before heading across to Saffron's for an early night Indian. Saturday morning I woke up early for some reason and then rang a few people to see if they wanted to go to Alton Towers. I had a few 15 quid vouchers that came with the free paper in the week. The weather wasn't the greatest but it was warm and it didn't rain while we were there.

The first ride we went on was a new one. And it took nearly an hour to get on it! Boy was it disorientating. I don't think I could have took much more spinning to be honest. And so we moved on...

Oh yeah the one ride which does terrify me more than any other. In fact the one ride that does terrify me just because I hate heights. And to be frank its those few seconds where it hangs you are the worst than the drop itself. As is getting more usual Big-L did not fit on the ride and was left to observe my terror. To settle my stomach after this we went ot McDonalds for lunch which most have took another 15 to 20 minutes to get served!

Next we went on the old and rather rough ride of the classic corkscrew which not only mixed my dinner up in my stomach but on the drops I almost tasted it again! Next we qued for another of the latest rides RITA. Another que for an hour for something which didn't look like it was going to be that good. But it was for those who fitted on it again! Luckily Big-L was given a group quick que pass to compensate - boy did he miss out on this one! Next was Hex then the best coaster of the lot Nemisis. They were followed by a drink and a ride on Air. The Gloomy Woods lazer ride and log fume finished the day off with just enough time to get back home and head up town to meet Gaz as agreed last night. When I met Big-L on the bus he told me he'd got a text message from Gaz saying he was too lazy to come to town, which obviously did not go down to well after rushing back! The beers started in O'Neils where Gaz did eventualy join us and so surprisingly did Beardy. We moved up the road for a couple at Yam Yams otherwise now know as the Lounge or what ever it is now called. We then moved onto the Passada to end the night before a few chips from King Keebab with chilli sauce and Gaz had drivin us home.

Today I have got up and cleaned both my cars. Refitted my windbreaker with an additional bolt and watched the Grandprix. Which had an intresting start.....




Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Last Saturday I got up early and got my haircut! Odd but my hair had just become to to long. I got it chopped early becasue at 9am I was off to No0ttingham for Steve Rogers Stag Do Karting Session.

A mini coach to use across to country to what promised to be an exciting time. We split into 3 teams with an addtional 12 teams to race against in a Le Mans type race. Our team 3 consisted of Rog, Matt, Sprog and myself.

The race started off with a run to the car in true Le Mans fashion. Rog was first so that he would be racing against his brother Ste (the chap getting hitched).

It was all very messy but

Rog was in first place. Yippeeeeee

Well that was until he blew the engine in the kart! Then we lost a few laps while we were given a new car. But this was not to be the end of our miss fortunes..

Luckily one of our other teams found it hard to get the hang of cornering!

Then they cornered before the corner!

Luckily Rog tried to make up some time..

Then Matt got in the Kart ... oh god...

He seems to have got the hang of it....

Oh no he's got sent to the sin bin and now he's aruging....

Matt back on track but a long way down.

Everybody into the walls.

Another of our teams runs into the wall!

Its confirmed that Nack gets the fastest lap of the race with 24.26 seconds

While team 3 doesn't make it to the leader board our team 4 does make it to get bronze GRRRR.

We travel back to Wolvo hot sweaty and smelling of petrol really. We have a couple of pints in the Hoggs Head and some grub before heading home to get changed for some real beer drinking in about an hours time.. Even later we can be found in the Little Civic of all places and Neils sideburns have turned ginger!

The music gets really wicked.

When Sprog decides he's going to lamp someone....

It could have been nasty but in fact he was just boogying. We head over to Blast Off long lost of the main stag group. I later head to Jivans but don't have my usual. Instead I have a chilli chicken Jalfraza! I'm tired so I head home rather earlier than planned.

Not much has happend during the week from then on. I've got round to swimming 60 lengths again when I go swimming WITHOUT Rog. Why I can do it while he's not there I donot understand.

Today my back box has died on my Cavailer. Being non French it means its easy to get a replacement delivered to my door from the guys at In the mean time I'll be using my boys car which I have also bought something for off ebay.

I've been trying to get one of these one the cheap for ages and have bid low on many to see them go for 70 or 80 or even more pounds. Yesterday I got an email saying that they had seen me bid for many windblockers at 50 pounds max. I they were willing to give me a buy it now chance at 51 + pp. So I've accepted. Now if this thing makes it feel like your in an enclosed space its coming straight off and back on ebay. Personally I love the wind to well deafon me while driving at a steady 70. We'll see soon I guess if it ever get from Munich. Anyway Big Brothers on with DepecheMode 101 music in the background so I'm signing off.......


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 Near The End Of The Rainbow

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