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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #690 on: May 27, 2009, 19:11:14 PM »
It's off to Dublin on Friday for another round of APAT madness. It will be great to meet up with all the guys/gals and have what is always one hell of a weekend. I have of course been preparing for this weekend and the checklist is complete.

[  ] Will stay sober
[  ] Will go deep
[  ] Will play as tight as a Duck's Arse
[X] Will have a great time
[X] Will meet up with a great bunch of people
[X] Will get outdrawn when ahead
[  ] I don't care that you have outs or odds -- leave me alone  ;D

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So looking forward to it and so is the wee man and I promise I will be gutted if I last longer than him  ::)

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #691 on: May 27, 2009, 19:15:05 PM »
Have a gr8 time, sorry I can"t be there this year, look forward to hearing your report on your return.
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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #692 on: May 27, 2009, 22:36:03 PM »

Have a gr8 time, sorry I can"t be there this year, look forward to hearing your report on your return.


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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #693 on: May 27, 2009, 22:52:09 PM »


Have a gr8 time, sorry I can"t be there this year, look forward to hearing your report on your return.


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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #694 on: May 28, 2009, 17:52:33 PM »
Continuing the camping theme, in the early 70's I used to have a tent and sleeping bag permanently in the boot for use at weekends and suchlike to go to festivals or just on the piss.

I passed on burners and suchlike as I would eat out. In all honesty eating on the weekends away was going to be a haphazard thing anyway. One particular weekend myself and Richie Maloney headed for Achill Island. We arrived latish on Friday night and secured a patch of grass belonging to the owner of one of the pubs we went into.

As is normal on the West coast of Ireland it rained on Friday night but we were in good spirits, two pints and a game of pool for £1 might have had something to do with that.

Anyway on Saturday it lashed it down all day. We didn't really care as we were in the pub for the whole day and had great craic. We retired at some hour of the morning intent of sleeping it off and heading for home on the Sunday.

That night was a belter, the rain was incessant and the wind began to pick up as we settled down in our sleeping bags. Now numerous pints of the foaming brew are a great remedy for insomnia as we were out like a light in seconds.

I woke up at some hour of the morning and I felt a wet sensation on my exposed head. I opened my eyes cautiously and all I could see was a translucent bit of canvas inches from my face. I went to sit up and found that the frigging tent had collapsed and was lying flat upon us.

I tried to get out of the sleeping bag but the tent was like a straight jacket and the more I struggled the more entangled I got. I tried to kick Richie awake but it isn't easy to do that in a sleeping bag.

I twisted around and located the zip on the opening and managed to open it enough to crawl out like a fecking caterpillar. It was still lashing it down and as I was already drenched it didn't matter too much. I went to the car and dressed with difficulty into dry clothes before I decided to wake Richie.

As I put on my coat and was trudging back to the car I noticed him struggling in the tent. It was a howl. I left him for a while before deciding to go to his assistance. He extricated himself from the sopping canvas and trudged to the car to get into some dry clothes.

He walked back to me and we looked at each other, then looked at the tent, then back to each other and if as by some tacit agreement we walked to the car and began the journey home leaving the tent and any enthusiasm for camping back in that field.

Never been camping since

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #695 on: May 29, 2009, 08:51:10 AM »
Right i"m awake and about to set off and I am really looking forward to this -- will bring the lappy and try to keep people up to date on the social side of this trip.

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #696 on: May 29, 2009, 09:23:56 AM »
Have fun!
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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #697 on: May 29, 2009, 11:42:46 AM »

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #698 on: May 30, 2009, 09:46:41 AM »
Already I have been escorted off a boat, outdrawn by J 4 and listened to Paul mac calling the taxi driver a nasty name.

All will be revealed when I sober up...

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #699 on: May 30, 2009, 09:49:46 AM »
LOL I look forward to it..heard you were enjoying yourself immensely tho! hehe
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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #701 on: June 01, 2009, 23:55:28 PM »

Continuing the camping theme, in the early 70's I used to have a tent and sleeping bag permanently in the boot for use at weekends and suchlike to go to festivals or just on the piss.

I passed on burners and suchlike as I would eat out. In all honesty eating on the weekends away was going to be a haphazard thing anyway. One particular weekend myself and Richie Maloney headed for Achill Island. We arrived latish on Friday night and secured a patch of grass belonging to the owner of one of the pubs we went into.

As is normal on the West coast of Ireland it rained on Friday night but we were in good spirits, two pints and a game of pool for £1 might have had something to do with that.

Anyway on Saturday it lashed it down all day. We didn't really care as we were in the pub for the whole day and had great craic. We retired at some hour of the morning intent of sleeping it off and heading for home on the Sunday.

That night was a belter, the rain was incessant and the wind began to pick up as we settled down in our sleeping bags. Now numerous pints of the foaming brew are a great remedy for insomnia as we were out like a light in seconds.

I woke up at some hour of the morning and I felt a wet sensation on my exposed head. I opened my eyes cautiously and all I could see was a translucent bit of canvas inches from my face. I went to sit up and found that the frigging tent had collapsed and was lying flat upon us.

I tried to get out of the sleeping bag but the tent was like a straight jacket and the more I struggled the more entangled I got. I tried to kick Richie awake but it isn't easy to do that in a sleeping bag.

I twisted around and located the zip on the opening and managed to open it enough to crawl out like a fecking caterpillar. It was still lashing it down and as I was already drenched it didn't matter too much. I went to the car and dressed with difficulty into dry clothes before I decided to wake Richie.

As I put on my coat and was trudging back to the car I noticed him struggling in the tent. It was a howl. I left him for a while before deciding to go to his assistance. He extricated himself from the sopping canvas and trudged to the car to get into some dry clothes.

He walked back to me and we looked at each other, then looked at the tent, then back to each other and if as by some tacit agreement we walked to the car and began the journey home leaving the tent and any enthusiasm for camping back in that field.

Never been camping since

Priceless.



I don"t know you ... but this is a great image ... a message for non-campers across the globe to re-affirm.

Bravo.

Louis

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #702 on: June 02, 2009, 01:18:39 AM »
I am STILL gobsmacked that Laxie had to drag ANY of ye to said nightclub.  In all fairness.  Amateurs the lot of ya!

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #703 on: June 02, 2009, 12:27:10 PM »
Well the taxi ride has not really passed the censors - in that it was so politically incorrect I was typing - backspacing - typing - rinse and repeat for ages I will get to it however the bones of it are

Paul has found a soul mate for life
Paul gives great head massage on the move
The taxi drivers real name was James - Paul gave him another
My son is scarred for life
It was a priceless 20 minutes

I will flesh it out later

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Re: Duke attempts the Impossible
« Reply #704 on: June 02, 2009, 12:56:07 PM »
The taxi story is a shocker initially, but turns into a good one...if given ALL the facts.  lol