… and just as before I can’t be bothered to update this, but hey ho, it’s done now, and how…
It’s hard to keep track, with all the running around, and globetrotting, and that. So now I’m in Adenau, at…
So it turns out I’m still alive, but my laptop fucking died on me, the fucker. Day 3, the Friday,…
Spot the reference, win 10p. Names and addresses (and dates and durations of holidays and locations of spare keys) on…
Boar- D’oh! I should get out more. Talking of which, I’ve just got back in from being out more, and…
Do you see? Bordeaux/bored-oh?! Damn I’m good. Just a quick update, as I’ve just arrived at l’hotel and my word,…
It seems The French are even more in love with The Fresh Prince than Anonymous 10p if you can spot…
Protip – An easy way to amuse/confuse French wimmins in hotels is to not be able to say large numbers…
As in, “Fuck, fuck, fuck the po-lice”. 88 in a 50, sir? On the spot 90 euro fine and probably…
Protip – as much as ‘winging it’ with regards to hotels on road trips sounds awesome and somewhat cavalier, it’s…