Bournemouth

After enough dithering, I thought I'd try to write the entry for this blog which covers Bournemouth. Sometimes I think I force entries, and that results in the content being somewhere between mediocre and completely unreadable. It's a shame when that happens because I enjoy writing and often have some mildly entertaining things to say, so I thought I'd wait a bit until I was 'feeling it' before writing the next post. I'm just going to write some random snippets from what happened last weekend, and hopefully there'll be some alright stuff that comes out.

- In the car on the way down we suddenly pumped out One More Time by Daft Punk and it resulted in spirits surging through the roof and loud hand-clapping from the three of us (me, Alex and Chops), even from Al who was driving. When we came across the first roadsign for Bournemouth, a spontaneous chorus of 'BOURNEMOUTH, BOURNEMOUTH, BOURNEMOUTH' broke out (to the tune of 'Rooney, Rooney, Rooney'); a chorus that was to be much repeated over the weekend

- I managed to inadvertently rack up a 120 pound bill with a stripper (before you ask, no I didn't)

- On Saturday the others went to the beach for a bit but Chops and I opted to visit the pool and jacuzzi seeing as the sun wasn't out. At some point during that afternoon, the phrase 'let's get out of this shithole' was born [that definitely won't come across as funny in this blog, but I'll include it so I can look back on this and laugh]. We then went down to the pub for a bite to eat and hooked up again with the rest of the crowd in the park. They were playing mini golf, but Chops and I again decided to go our own way. The sun had come out, and we ended up walking around saying hello to as many girls/women as we could. Again, this will sound completely un-funny and pathetic, but at some points we were actually rolling around on the grass with laughter. Phrases which were particularly funny at the time were...
>>> 'Alright girls.....' [one of the girls looks round] '..... Are you alright?'
>>> 'Hello ladies' [the way Chops said it was classic]
>>> [Chops nearly stops a couple of girls by putting his hand in front of them, before saying in a really seedy voice....] 'Hi girls'
>>> The next day, Chops greeted another couple of girls in this way only for them to walk off and cry 'what a weirdo', ahahahaha!

- A waiter in the hotel, who wasn't English, brought out one too many beers at dinner. Nev subsequently said to him, 'if that's spare, I'll have it'. The waiter paused for a second and replied, 'no, this is Carling'. A roar of laughter erupted from our table and I have to say I felt sorry for the waiter. Nevertheless, it was funny to see Ian ordering pints of Spare for the rest of the trip.

- I went back to our room just before dinner on one of the evenings and had a bit of trouble with the lock. Nev was also with me. We entered, only to find Alex on the floor with his feet up on the bed, only wearing his boxers. It turned out that he thought it would only be me coming in, so he'd play one of our customary weird jokes. Chops said that when he saw Nev five minutes later, Nev was saying something about Alex being a 'strange one' or something like that, hahaahahah!

- Lawrence also had an interesting story about Nev entering the room when unexpected, but I can't really say any more than that.

I know this entry doesn't do justice to the trip, but at least it's something.

Thanks or reading, even if none of it is interesting to you!

-J