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September 19, 2008

One of the problems about organising a holiday for twenty-four adult males, is that they regress into their childhood selves and come to you with issues they would normally resolve themselves quite easily. As a result, my first few drinks of each evening tended to be of the soft variety in order to take in [...]

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The coach driver

September 18, 2008

With twenty four in our group, the only sensible option for transporting us to the golf club each day, was a coach.  Which we duly hired in advance, like any sensible northern European. Now, the thing about Spanish coach companies is that they tend to supply coaches driven by Spanish drivers.  After picking us up [...]

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The pikey pub

September 2, 2008

I recently visited my friend Brillo in Leeds. He is not from Leeds, but he is a born and bred Yorkshireman, so when he says he is taking us on a bit of a pub crawl, it does make you wonder about the type of establishment we will be gracing with our presence. After a [...]

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Padstein

August 21, 2008

We were on our way back from one one of Cornwall’s most famous golf courses, when Ickle suggested we should stop off somewhere for dinner. “Padstow is just down the road,” he said, “Rick Stein has got a quite famous fish and chip shop there?” Ickle’s record that week for suggesting activities was far from [...]

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Trying something new

August 20, 2008

“Do you fancy trying waveskiing?” asked my friend Ickle. “Waveskiing?” I queried, thinking he had made up a new sport. “Yes, waveskiing.” There followed a brief description of something that sounded a bit like a cross between surfing and canoeing.  It led me to imagine myself riding the crest of a wave onto the beach [...]

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Big Fish

August 18, 2008

A friend had booked the accommodation for our short golfing break in Cornwall.  I could not blame him for the torrential rain and howling gale, the but location was all down to him. I do not watch a lot of television, so when people started saying things like, “Have you come to see where Doc [...]

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Liverpool

August 13, 2008

I recently visited a friend who lives just outside Liverpool.  He will tell you he lives in a posh bit of the Wirral, but it’s just outside Liverpool as far as I am concerned. As part of the visit we were treated to a night out in the city, my first.  It was a strange [...]

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Coochy Coup

July 15, 2008

There is trouble in the Court. I am not really up to date with the politics of the flats where I live, mainly because I couldn’t give a monkeys fart about the intricacies of managing the communal aspects of forty plus homes.  Despite this, I am approached by an eager looking pensioner on my way [...]

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Being a smart arse

July 4, 2008

Most of the time I quite like being a smart arse.  I am also quite sure the people with me enjoy it when I am a smart arse, if their polite laughter is anything to go by. Other times a smart mouth can get you into trouble. Last Saturday I met some friends in Covent [...]

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Self promotion

June 19, 2008

The Bajan (Barbadian) people are amongst the friendliest I have ever met. People make this statement quite often, I know, but in this case it happens to be true. There were, however, one or two character traits that did confuse me somewhat. In pretty much every encounter I had with a native Bajan, it would [...]

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