Go Karting. Awesome
Wednesday, 30 January 2008
Sorry I've not posted for over a week now. It's annoying but I think I have some sort of excuse!
Went away at the weekend for Dan's birthday night out - the big day was on the 15th, when Stick was 22, the old fart - but this was the first weekend we could all make it. So off we went. Chris picked me up from near Reading on Friday night around 8 - thanks for driving me there and back, you're an absolute legend, and fit too - and got to Dan's at around 11.
We then proceeded to drink.
4 cans of cider and half a bottle of wine each later - Chris had some beer - Dan was busy being violently sick as me and the Blackborow tried to get to sleep. There'd been Pro Evo, Darts and some steak in between, which was awesome.
In the morning, we were all pretty hungover and, I'll admit, I felt pretty lousy. Bacon sandwiches soon made Chris bolt for the toilet, and then Float arrived. The afternoon consisted of a bit of football, helping Tom with his car and just bumming around and having a laugh, and was great. Then we marched onto Aberystwyth and together with Sarah, Cat, Kay, Rachel, Sue and Tom rampage over town.
Starting in 'Spoons for food and then Cambrian for cocktails - gotta love Tom Jones' - we then moved onto the immortal Castle for some Feather's Specials whipped up by the great man himself. Pier was our destination for the rest of the night, then: cue plenty of awful, awful dancing and some unwelcome attention for me, Rich and Chris from a local gay guy and his best friend. Oh dear.
Sunday, we went go-karting but, miraculously, none of us were hungover bar Rich - who was also sick - probably because of the several pints of water we forced down ourselves before sleep. It worked, and the karting was great - bar the three-car pile-up that's left me still in pain in the middle of the week - and hugely hugely rampant, as it always is. Fast and full of great racing, as it should be.
Mid afternoon we headed back, very tired, but so, so worth it.
Aberystwyth rocks!
Went away at the weekend for Dan's birthday night out - the big day was on the 15th, when Stick was 22, the old fart - but this was the first weekend we could all make it. So off we went. Chris picked me up from near Reading on Friday night around 8 - thanks for driving me there and back, you're an absolute legend, and fit too - and got to Dan's at around 11.
We then proceeded to drink.
4 cans of cider and half a bottle of wine each later - Chris had some beer - Dan was busy being violently sick as me and the Blackborow tried to get to sleep. There'd been Pro Evo, Darts and some steak in between, which was awesome.
In the morning, we were all pretty hungover and, I'll admit, I felt pretty lousy. Bacon sandwiches soon made Chris bolt for the toilet, and then Float arrived. The afternoon consisted of a bit of football, helping Tom with his car and just bumming around and having a laugh, and was great. Then we marched onto Aberystwyth and together with Sarah, Cat, Kay, Rachel, Sue and Tom rampage over town.
Starting in 'Spoons for food and then Cambrian for cocktails - gotta love Tom Jones' - we then moved onto the immortal Castle for some Feather's Specials whipped up by the great man himself. Pier was our destination for the rest of the night, then: cue plenty of awful, awful dancing and some unwelcome attention for me, Rich and Chris from a local gay guy and his best friend. Oh dear.
Sunday, we went go-karting but, miraculously, none of us were hungover bar Rich - who was also sick - probably because of the several pints of water we forced down ourselves before sleep. It worked, and the karting was great - bar the three-car pile-up that's left me still in pain in the middle of the week - and hugely hugely rampant, as it always is. Fast and full of great racing, as it should be.
Mid afternoon we headed back, very tired, but so, so worth it.
Aberystwyth rocks!
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Chris
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30 January 2008 21:51
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Hey witness, it was my pleasure!