High office drama

It was like a scene from 24 or perhaps the poseidon adventure when the power to whole building was cut! As the minutes passed the tension rose as anarchy began to beckon.

Lo, the sun hath risen

Well hats off to Melting Pot and the Sunrise Cruise. Its all over and i only have minor frostbite and an impending killer hangover left to look forward to now.

Melting my frozen black heart

Cor she was lovely. Spent ages babbling nonsense with her. True there was an air of madness about the eyes but it only added to the appeal.

Freeze off

Its feckin cold when your 'up top' on a boat tootling down the Clyde. Everyone was well wrapped up. Apart from me of course. I took my shirt off and challenged the wind to do its worst.

A feeling of fourboarding

Its four in the morning, everybody is honkin daft drunk and the boat is here. Let the cruise commence!!!

Jack and Victor head out

Its melting pot tonight followed after by the sunrise cruise. 'have it' ahem and all that.

A splendid ending

When yer pished and stumbling home its nice to see that others are pish'der than you.

Gnashers

Alison cant bear to look at my patented ladykilling smile.

Devil Stew

Satan dances a merry jig with one of his little minions.

Vox box

After smoking forty club a day for the last eighteen years Mike has had to start using an artificial voice box.

Gander

Mike's leaving night, Kev spots a stray work request.

The jiggin mexicans

There i am just minding my own business in Tusk then kazzam! I am jostled by a couple of bandoleros. Darn mesquite munchers ;o)

Tasty thai

Cos this was lovely. Despite the fact i popped a whole chilli in my mouth and spent ten minutes crying and snottering before i could continue

Poop Art

Right down to the original colours. Stick that to your 'Factory', heh heh.

Insectoid

I was given some specs to look over today in work.

First a Dragon Now a Blood Hawk!

What the feck?! There i am walking down the stairs of my close. I approach the main door with a spring in my step and a gladness in my heart at facing another working day of this fine Scottish summer. AAAARRGH yet another hellspawn!! Has it too been sent to judge me? I survived the horror of the hell-bus (here) only to be faced with a fist sized hatred filled homunculus lurking in wait on the very door I have to use to exit the building. There was a tangible sense of menace in the air. I could feel the life force in my body being crushed under that leaden gaze as the hawk sized leathery winged beast pondered on my fate. With an almost audible snap, its attentions ceased. I was free to go... .. But for how long?

Boring note: found out what it was, (here) I still believe that it is satans minion tho.