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Post by Philip Ayres on Feb 26, 2012 11:53:47 GMT
Some tales of the Aftermath can be found here. |
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Post by Andy Turnbull on Feb 26, 2012 13:06:11 GMT
The running away was some splendid japery and I giggled while doing it.
Great couple of days, we saw future Ralph in Bennets. He was having a half pint of lager and had a splendid scarf. He let Matt have a chair but did not disclose any knowledge of the future. Matt also got tinitus for a few minutes after chugging down an ale he found unpleasant.
The second hand book shop contained much joy, had a larger bag been with me I would have bought loads.
Again we were denied karaoke, but this time we made it to the bar of the dubious karaoke place. Security then appeared. We believe it is a Triad brothel in disguise.
Currently making our way back to Scotland. Ralph is reading a shit Star Trek novel and not enjoying it.
Twas a hoot and a holler.
Andy
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Post by blueshift on Feb 26, 2012 15:03:02 GMT
Again we were denied karaoke, but this time we made it to the bar of the dubious karaoke place. Security then appeared. We believe it is a Triad brothel in disguise. Andy is not exaggerating!!! |
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Post by Bogatan on Feb 26, 2012 15:08:46 GMT
I'm going to have to stay up late for BIG4.
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Post by Andy Turnbull on Feb 26, 2012 15:53:47 GMT
Young Nick was going to sit in his seat and brush his teeth. Some hard questions from Ralph sent him to the toilet. The lady beside Nick has breathed a sigh of relief.
Ralph has abandoned his Star Trek book on account of it being terrifingly shite.
Karl is having a few coffees, at one point we thought he was sleeping and nearly hit him. Turns out he just was resting his eyes while listening to music. So thankfully an awkard incidemt was avoided.
Ralph has visited the toilet five times. The fifth being somewhat epic by all accounts.
We have passed Newcastle now, some young women with some horrible fake tan have boarded. They aren't Geordie's though, the weegee twang in the accent told me they hailed from our side of the border.
Andy
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Post by Philip Ayres on Feb 26, 2012 17:16:12 GMT
Did you moon at Cullen as per standing orders?
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Post by The Doctor on Feb 26, 2012 18:40:57 GMT
I have returned. Hullo.
*dies*
-Ralph
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Post by legios on Feb 26, 2012 18:52:13 GMT
Safely returned from BiG. I was indeed fully awake all the way back on the train, having managed about four hours sleep on Sunday morning, despite the morning chorus of Birmingham - a cacophony of car horns at 2am - 3am...
Starting to flag now. I have an AA mug of peppermint tea, with which I shall shortly retire to the sofa and collapse in a heap. Think a nice lie-in is on the agenda for tomorrow.
Karl
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Post by Andy Turnbull on Feb 26, 2012 19:26:18 GMT
Home now, narrowly beat Nick. But only by scant minutes
Andy
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Post by The Doctor on Feb 26, 2012 19:34:02 GMT
Gentlemen, a new post-drinking session record has been reached for I am now returned from my SIXTH toilet trip of peril of the day.
-Ralph
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Post by Andy Turnbull on Feb 26, 2012 19:50:30 GMT
Yeeesh!
Andy
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Post by blueshift on Feb 26, 2012 20:23:48 GMT
Also I was not making that up about getting tinnitus from drinking that ale #5. Crikey.
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Post by Andy Turnbull on Feb 27, 2012 16:01:51 GMT
That was most amusing and quite unusual as well.
Andy
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Post by legios on Feb 27, 2012 19:56:19 GMT
That must be some very, very strong stuff....
Karl
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