- part 1
After spending a weekend in Hull I decided to
share my experience.
I doubt 4 hours in a car is anyone's favourite
past time (unless you drive
them on tracks in fancy places in France) and this is what I had
from London to Hull last weekend.
Arriving around 10 on Friday night there was
enough time to drop my bag and
head to the pub, a trendy place with some random music pumping out
DJ area and beer flowing from the pumps. Luckily this place is open
1ish so there was time to imbibe enough alcohol to make the walk
back to the
house in the cold bearable.
I hadn't eaten a kebab after the pub in years
and what possessed me to do so
on Friday I will never know but it was an experience. I ordered
Turkish man with the Northern accent the fine dish of kebab meat
(stuffed in a burger box to the point of exploding) and this further
the cold out by raising my temp as I panicked about immediate heart
from insta-arterial clogging.
After a brief gamet of Violent Gobbing - where
the idea is to spit in the
most violent manner you can (spit is actually optional its the actions
count) we got back to the house and the sleeping arrangements were
being too drunk to fully consider the implications of my actions,
the lounge/sofa as I was least tired and wanted to continue drinking.
thus passed Friday night - painwracked and cold - on the half-sofa