No joining fee, a bag, a towel, a padlock and a water bottle! Feck me, i am sold!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Blogged off
I swear to god there has been nothing even reomtely amusing to take a photo of this month. This is it, the best I could get when madfoot gave me an utter look of disdain at the severe lack of feeding action that was going on. The fecker, I bet he sticks his paw in my mouth again when I am sleeping. It must be one of the most singularly rude ways in the world to be woken up!
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
To kill a focking turd
Stepped out the door this morning and narrowly missed being snaffled by some kind of fiendish trap laid by my neighbours! It appears to be a type of quantum entanglement device, phew a close shave indeed!
Vaio!
I think you pronounce it like caio? I hope that doesnt mean that by owning it i am going to wear a lot of armani and become a sex pest. Its a lovely wee creature and as archimedes was often heard to say, 'its as fast as f*ck'
Monday, February 04, 2008
My favourite pose
Oh yes, tongue out and glass in hand. I wore this tshirt in honour of my recent mastery of the brooklyn accent, heh heh.
We are minghawk!
Fi and jinty demonstrate how to be minghawk. Although fi is cheating as she hasnt touched a drop! Note- minghawk - to be honkin drunk - to be beyond the land of bonkered.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Groovy man!
Yeah, like chill-ax dudes. At least thats what the hip cat on the sign in my works foyer seems to be implying!
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Completion!!
Despite the heaving squalls and pouring rain as the skies cracked and vented down upon us, we finished!
The good citizens of the dear green place danced among us with abandon and celebrated with wigs and outlandish clothing in the manner of a street carnival!
The psychotic groupies
It seemed that our fame had begun to spread and the seeping crazies of the night began to join us in our subcrawl dominion. This chap was several guns short of an atrocity but we becalmed his broiling rage with shocks of the after variety
"Old Yeller" was not so easily appeased with our gifts and we had to sacrifice one of our own lest he smote us with his fearsome beard.
Anaconda of the sassy kind
Good heavens, my tongue has found its soulmate!
My imagination is petering out as I try to describe getting yet another picture behind a bar! Things were starting to look a little blurry and not just thru the accusing lens of the cameera.
Precious Partick
My mood was momentarily sombre as we padded through Partick, knowing it full well for its lawless denizens. However we made the pub without incident and it seemed like Zeus himself was lending his aid to our campaign to be photographed behind all of our sub crawling bars!
A few pointers
Hurrah! The accursed river has been traversed and all that is left is for us to hitch up our breeches for some north side carousing!
The Sub Crawl Machine was Remorseless
I must confess, like most of us, to be a little startled at Mr Stephen's ad hoc inspection of the barmaids "inny" bits. However they seemed to pass muster alright and we ploughed on!
Disintegration
As we oozed deeper and deeper into the south side things started to become a little ragged and legs became more and more akimbo
For some, the trains delay of approximately five minutes gave them a chance to have a little disco nap with their favourite teddy bear.
For the beleagured staff of the underground, who by now were surely tiring of announcing on the tannoy that we were not allowed to use flash photography at any times. We decided to put on a small floor show
Nature Watch
The chimpanzees exhibited some alarming behaviour when faced with the wrought iron gates of "The Nock"
The Kensington bar offered some opportunities for the most joyous of dancing (here)
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