Photos (Whitby Gothic Weekend: November 99!!)

From the Whitby Gothic Weekend!!
[Nov 5th - Nov 7th 1999]

Take just over half a pint of export strenght vodka, mix it with a quarter of a pint of Jack Daniels, and top up the rest of the pint with coke, and you have a Black Death, well its black and if you down it, you come close to death.

Not that I am drunk in the photo, I am just catching my breath before attempting to make it up the stairs, well as you can see, I have finished off the vodka, and jack Daniel's, and have only a hour left to get ready before going back out again.

It's my cunning plan to stay young forever, I am slowly trying to pickle my body into a state of preserve!!.

Well it's a good excuse as any to drink lots!!!

Poor old Ax didn't make it up the stairs, mind you, after downing half a pint of black death I am impressed he made it as far as the stairs before he lost the use of his legs. I think the poor man drank more in that one day than he would normally drink in a month, mind you that wouldn't be hard with the amount we were drinking. I really must stop making people drink lots of alchole, especially mixing it with strange things, since poor Ax said the kick you get with Vodka and pot noodle was just to much for him..

Is the Vodka bottle half full or half empty, now that is the question??

Well the answer is, the vodka bottle is alas empty, or near enough empty as to not count, it's a sad thing when you start running out of alcohol and are to comfortable to go and find more. I am in a happy state of mellowness after downing most my pint of black death then wandering off to try and find where Ax had disappeared to, I found him in Sian and Sal's room, watching Ant and Dec on TV. Odd bloke is Ax.

Oh no, I have been tagged by the BBC wildlife team, I hope they didn't film what I got up to that weekend, that's all I need, I have enough death threats as it is, and my family disowned my many years ago….. ;0)

And Relax!!!!!

After a hard days drinking, flirting, fornicating, etc. there is nothing better than just crashing onto a nice big soft comfy bed. Well its better if there is not some evil nasty git in the room with a smegging camera.

What I cant work out is, why have I got three legs?

And its not a cat, it's a bat!!!!!