Be Excellent To Each Other

I'm home. Long day has been long.

Totes amazeballs everyone!

Didn't take a lot of pics but managed to snaffle the twin delights of Grim... and Craster exercising, as well as the moment just before they were attacked by a wolf.

After a quick but tiring drive home, we were safely back at about half past one, ish.

Good seeing you all, apologies to anyone I drunkenly burbled weird shit at, etc.

If anyone wondered what the whole 'MARIA!' 'EUURRRHHHH!' thing was, clicky.

Photo sets up on Sinister Facebook and Google+ . I'll upload them to a vanity site at some point once I get round to it, though the link should work even for those not enthralled to Zuckerberg.

Most of the indoor ones were taken without a flash, which adds a grainy cinéma vérité feel to the proceedings.

I don't think I've ever seen less energetic exercising. That's really impressive.

Mr Dave demonstrates his telekinetic powers

Quick update before Ramsea gets back from the bar and shouts at me (he does speak) for using data whilst roaming....

Our fucking boat home is at 7pm tomorrow night so we're staying in Liverpool and getting drunk again. Woo! Sangria, anyone?

Aside from the abortion that is travelling home, I had a totes amazeballs weekend with everyone Even Bobby. And Myp. I was actually surprised by how much of a twat he really is.

You should totally come to the throat singing concert at my place tomorrow lunchtime (then buy me lunch)

I am amused by photo 107. Craster seems to be rather confused with the entire concept of serving.

I'm intrigued by photo 74 in that lot. Is Grim... just really big or were the doors really small?

I'm big.

I've put my (heavily culled) photos up on G+ too.

Photo 100 is a frankly delicious MR Russell pose.

Erm, when did DavPaz turn up? Or was I that drunk I just didn't notice?

Lies. I wasn't there.

Davpaz couldn't come.

You left early, remember?

Considering the content of photo 45, I'm rather glad there was no 46.

You know, instead of looking at photos, you could actually come along!

Or 'as well' as looking at photos...

I could, but then big groups scare me. Particularly those in bright orange with horses heads.. always been a character flaw of mine.

got home about 45 minutes ago. Missed the last train from Plymouth to Ivybridge (I saw it leaving the station as my DELAYED train was arriving!)

Had to spend £25 on a taxi!

Had a wonderful time, and now to bed.

Malc

DM, coward!

Malc, that's crazy, good job you are working from home tomorrow!

We all forgot to mention Mrs Troopers cupcakes! I loved the raspberry ripple one, the lemon one seemed to love Meems...

Heh, to be honest, we just assumed none made it there, considering the delivery drivers...

Glad you liked them

I hope that cupcake glitter is like sand and so will be turning up in improbable rude places for many weeks to come.

No we didn't, some of us were uninformed and thought the standards of the asdaz had improved remarkably since our last visit there.

And I'm going to pretend very hard I didn't read what Mimi said.

mimi said something?

They were excellent!

Good photos, people with cameras.

Also, I appear to have picked up a sore throat and a cold.

And MrsA. It's going to be a quiet few days.

Bobby picked up MrsA?

Scandal!

I got a goldfish in return. I've called him 'Bob'.

I still don't feel very well.

Shouldn't have had that port.

Add me to the sore throat pile as well. I assume it's because at no point did I ever shut up.

There's always room for port.

361 sleeps!

Normal, non-cottage life isn't half bloody dull.

Also: painful.

Looks like you all had a most excellent time Will have to look at dragging Mr Dom and my own sorry self along to the next one, looks like a blast.

That cottage looks pretty awesome

I don't have a cold, but I do have a coldsore.

You should have come then! You know how fickle these women can be, out of sight, out of mind...

And he was wearing lycra. *nods*

Honest, they're meant to be baggy shorts. Just not so baggy as promised. I'm not fighting sexy Throughsilver for it, though - all you need do is turn up, friend.

That's a good way to guarantee female attendance at meets: JBR vs SST in (INSERT LUBRICANT OF CHOICE HERE) Wrestling!

My left arm still hurts, due to a combination of arm-wrestling Malc and "of course I can pick up the pool table with one hand".

I've got a sore throat, now.

Did you arm wrestle Malc? I don't remember that....perhaps I was just too distracted by the guns. They work better without a T-shirt sleeve over them, natch.

We got home at about 11pm last night. Keyless. So it took a further 20mins of fannying around before we actually got in the house. The boat was awful ....A non-English speaking couple were sat on a table next to us happily eating away while we were docked in the Mersey. As soon as we passed the bar light (about 40mins into the journey) she was throwing up good style. It was so rough, some of the cars on the car deck moved metres from their original positions and were touching each other. I almost fell off my seat a couple of times due to the bouncing around. We both survived with our stomach contents intact, though

Epic journey is epic.