Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Road Trip (Part 2)

The trip is currently in jeopardy - there's a problem with my passport, and although steps are being taken to try and ensure I receive it before we leave, there's currently no guarantee, unless I decide to fork out a further £47, which is slightly rude when I've already spent £49 so far.

There's a dilemma - pay £47 for peace of mine or don't pay and then spend the whole week waiting to see if my passport arrives on time.....

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Road Trip (Part 1)

This time in a little under two weeks I'll be somewhere in France, hooning through the coutnryside or maybe down a mountain road on the back of a motorbike, with (hopefully) not a care in the world. The idea is basically to head south until we run out of ground, and then basically head along whatever road looks like fun at the time, ending up back on a ferry headed for Blighty.

So far we've managed to cobble together a very rough plan as to where we're heading within France, and we know when we're going. We've also managed to sort out most of the kit for the trip, like spare mobiles, MP3 players, that sort of thing. We're still in need of a comms system so we can communicate whilst on the bike and listen to music from the iPod, and possibly a few bits of vital safety equipment, but we're basically there. Oh, and we're short one passport too, although it should arrive before we go...

Expect a full report on the trip in a few weeks.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Shark attack

I watched a program on TV recently about Sharks. It was coming live from somewhere or other in the States, and part of the program involved a couple of blokes in a 'cage', trying to find out how hard a great white shark can bite. I put the word cage in inverted commas on the basis that it wasn't so much a cage, more a couple of bits of metal with some gaping holes in the side which were more than large enough to allow the great whites swimming feet away to get inside.

So anyway, the guys in the cage basically have a stick with a pressure gauge on the end, and they were trying to put the stick in the mouth of a fairly hefty great white. Now, my first thought at seeing this was "wouldn't it make great telly if that fella's arm got bitten off". Now, I'm starting to wonder whether thinking something like that makes me a psycho (see Nightmares, below for more information on that) or whether every bloke watching the program thought the same thing. I hope it's the second.....

I hope that (at least some of) my posts will leave you thinking "huh!", and on that note, I'll finish off by mentioning that sharks have two penises, which are permanently erect. Gits.