Sunday, February 04, 2007

Team Lollockpops. In Bahrain.

Right off we go... This is oor plane tae Bahrain.
First day and we're a man down, young passport forgot his fucking PASSPORT. What a burk!!!! Nae worries though, he arrived two days later and killed it.
These shops were all over the place..... like its a chain store for the masses. Supply and demand n aw that. Cool frontage though.
Ah've got an eye for machines, somethin to do with havin a wee 2 and a half year old boy. This piece of kit was just lyin by the sea gettin aw rusty. Its just lovely intit!
Some of the sites we checked oot were rad.
Dead cat wi maggots squirmin around. Mmmmm ah'm gettin peckish.
This is a street in the old town where we were constantly bein mistaken for people who actually wanted tae buy the shiTe they were sellin. Interestin tae say the least. The look of desperation was immense.
Say what ye see. Ha.
They even have their very own Carluke Fried Chicken.
Seriously, this is the only ramp in Bahrain.
Nicks dad built it 15 freakin years ago.
Ah'm gonna sesh it.
Yup, good friends good times.
What the fuck!!
Rimmers aboot ready for some shisha ah think.
Ah want some flavoured baccy right noo!
Smoke sesh has started. What a treat.
Everybody was chongin on.
Horsely was in the mood.
This place was one of ma favourite places on the trip.
Movies and a big shisha bong... Ya beauty.
Thes things were all over the place, and for your information they're called Lollockpops!
The things you find lyin on the street eh.
This cafe was open 24/7 wi the friendliest dudes who made the best fresh 25p cheeseburgers in Bahrain. This place is now legendary due to the fact that passport sat outside it one night and proceeded tae munch his way through 8 cheeseburgers and polish off one of rimmers veggie burgers. Rimmer was pissed off about this whole deal cos he thought he could eat the most and let everyone know about it. A pleasure tae watch, ah was in stitches. These guys are everywhere, ah don't even remember their names. Ah'll not forget their faces though. Honestly everywhere.
This buildings a beast and it changed colours with the sky.
Bahrain mall.
Nick took us to the best shawarma place on many a night, unfotunately this place isn't it. Think of a beef kebab that you can eat and enjoy withoot bein pissed only a hundered times better. The street food is real good in Bahrain. Cos if theres hardly anyone pished. Ah guess they have tae make guid grub.
They seem tae be buildin evererywhere. This is huge.
A big dead turtle makin a nuisance of itself on the beach.
There was still bubbles comin out of its nostrils.... Gnarly.

Ther was a wee fish close by tae.
We went into the desert on a wee mission.
By luck we struck upon some oil.. ah wonder if anyone else knows about this. Ha
A classic.



This picture was amazin but this photo doesn't do it any justice.

Monday, January 08, 2007

MA BURDS 30!!!!!

MEL TURNED 30, AND WE WENTOOT FER A COORY. BANG A GONG. THE PLACE STANK, BUT THE FOOD WAS 'TO DIE FOR'
TROOPS ER-ROUTE


PINK SHIT N ONIONS!!!PURE BOKE MAAAAN!

THESE BAMS NICKED STEVIES LIME PICKLE!! DEATH WISH OR WHAT! RUST DAWG N THE COMMANDER IN FULL ON COORY MODE.
CHECK STEVIE'S VINDALOO PUS!
THE BOOZE O CHOICE!
MELS B'DAY POSSE
WE DAINT HAVE ENOGH CASH
FOR THE MEAL, SO ME N STEVIE PIMPED OUR BITCHES ASSES FOR SOME EXTRA COIN. DOIN GOOD TOO!
OVER N OOT FROM THE BRAMBLES
DONE SOME GRAFFITI TOO

Friday, December 29, 2006

life is guid!!!

Ah've been playin the guitar a lot, but not much skatin. Thats gonna change soon. Off tae Bahrain next week. You'll ken when ah'm back.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

In Newport!

hey Yaaaaal
First time posting on the mighty walloper, Davie told me a while ago that I had posting rights but, my ludite ass took sometime to work out how to get this done, eventually stumbling accross my link in, by trying to sign in to my own blogspot- duh! Anyhoo thats me in Newport R.I. after a four day tour to get here, via all night poker at Martins with oli and chris, falling asleep after checking in at Edinburgh and almost missing my flight, hella cues, hassles, horrible pushy nervious yanks at Paris, and the usual 3rd degree at boston immagration (actually they were pretty nice this time- incomparison).
Been in Boston for two nights just staying with Brigids friend Brooke, who made us most welcome and comfortable, I embarrased Brigid though by getting Drunk and going minesweeping in a bar with their friends - wasney steeling drinks just supping up the ones folk left, the two full pints of guiness were justified! But I'll confess I was probably just getting carried a way when I grabbed the unwanted Amstrell light -blech! Left Boston with a little bit of a hangover, but soon had it topped up to drunkeness by Bruce -brotherloving-Juice, in Providence, where we spent the night trying to teach Tommy, Mark and Rob how to play shithead, these dudes had been seshing all day at Attleboro though and were far ahead of us so twas hard work. Finish this off soon.... lappy battery gonna turn me off inabit
laters commander
Yo, well, better finish off this shizzlenit, am back in the burough noo, good time was had in Rhode Island, pretty hectic though, what with meeting the hoardes of rellies Brigids got, and doing some work on their house out there. Squeaked in some sneaky skating inbetween the butocks of responsibility, Attleborough's skating great, got a sesh in there with Chickenhawk, tooth, ricky, gump, Iggy, pete and Rob. The weather was braw what with all this global warming disaster going on around us, so Jamestown sessions were on, made it out there with Tattie, Ricky and Wybes for some good cruising styles.
In general all is well in our little ex-pat community across the atlantic, Dods, Candice and Lea are all doing good, as are Tattie Erin and Angus, Ricky and Logan are the only ones that need to get a little procreation on the go, to get some more scot bred into that wacky wee toon.
If ye wanna read some more political/controversial writtings from the commander, I've got my own space over at armaggedontimes.blogspot.com drop on by.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

SEASIDE SESH

MAKIN THE CALLS FOR THE SESH. GOT BOOTED OOT THE ROAD GAP SPOT. SO WENT TO PORTIE PROM....YYYEEEAS!
PORTIE POSSE. MINUS SCOTT, HE WENT SOLO.
KICK TURN WI GLOVES...IT WAS BALTIC.
CAPITAL CITY SERVICE BEATIN THE SHITE OOT YE
SESHED THAT WEE BANK FOR A BIT....PIVOT WAS THE MOVE!
SEA SIDE GAP, MARK HAD IT TOO!
HOLE IN THE SHOE................. LETTING IN WATER
FRUNNY T, IN THE PLACE TO BE. THATS PORTA DEL BELLO