Wednesday, 29 July 2009
zip's
Are zip front jeans the devils creation? I have worn some jeans today with a zip fastener, I haven't worn these particular jeans for a while, and must admit that i was a bit hasty in the speed of fastening this morning. Anyway no harm done. So fella's be warned. Zip up jeans are not just for christmas. They could be for life!
Sunday, 26 July 2009
Millau Viaduct
Josh and I drove over the Millau Viaduct on our way to Spain and on
the way back. It is quite a sight. The highest vehicular bridge in
the world. very impressive...
the way back. It is quite a sight. The highest vehicular bridge in
the world. very impressive...
Wednesday, 22 July 2009
Calais
End of the road in Calais and Keith treats Josh to a 5 star hotel with bunk beds, before our big shop tomorrow at city europe. On tonights agenda, bowling and a meal in a french stylie.
Tuesday, 21 July 2009
heading home
We were somewhere around Clermont on the edge of the Pyreenes when the Buffalo burgers began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit lightheaded; Maybe you should drive...." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Paris. And a voice was screaming: "Holy Jubus! What are these goddamn animals?" Then it was quiet again. Josh had taken his shirt off and was pouring San Miguel on his chest, to facilitate the tanning process. "what the hell are you shouting about?" he muttered, staring up at the sun with his eyes closed and covered with Spanish Kanye West sunglasses. "Never mind," I said. "It's your turn to drive." I pointed the Ford focus toward the Etap hotel. No point mentioning those bats, I thought. The poor bastard will see them soon enough.
Monday, 20 July 2009
it's over
Saturday night Josh and I stayed up until 07:00 strutting our stuff to 2many DJs. Which I might add "were excellent". The next day started a tad late but we managed a dip in the pool to sooth poor Josh's sun burn. That night Josh bravely jumped on the bus to head to the festival with Neil and Mark from Maidstone "small world" while i had a touch of thirty-eight-itus and needed some sleep. On all accounts the Killers were good but Franz Ferdinand still hold the title for band of the festival, and coming from a life long Oasis fan you can imagine how good they were.
Sunday, 19 July 2009
Saturday, 18 July 2009
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