Thread: Where did you go today?

Originally Posted by Looper

I am not an exhibitionist myself, by nature so I will have to play it by ear to see what is the go here...

did you have any memory gaps?

^I am experiencing odd memory gaps and I even managed to lose my car keys today after a 4km run along the sand

Followed by a picnic with a petite pixie from deepest darkest Romania with an authentic heavily Draculated accent

The humid stormy weather this week is producing some atmospheric cloudscapes just crying out for Nigel's paintbrush

We were packing up the picnic when I realised the keys to the chariot had misappropriated themselves. No amount of rummaging or searching turned them up. The Transylvanian temptress eventually found this note tucked into my wing mirror.

This random lady had used the remote to figure out which car they belonged to when she found the keys on a bench. She had then left the note on my car instead of taking her for a joyride. Praise be to the Lordy Jesus!

Originally Posted by Looper

Transylvanian temptress

Did you sucumb to her steely gaze and fangs?

^I think I only succeeded in embarrassing myself by gormlessly losing my keys and then flapping round looking for them in the fading light while she sensibly found the note!

That's a feel good story for sure despite your not getting your Romanian wings. I'm sure NOT getting the keys would of been an expensive exercise

Originally Posted by Looper

^I think I only succeeded in embarrassing myself by gormlessly losing my keys and then flapping round looking for them in the fading light while she sensibly found the note!

Although the handwriting on that note looks far too neat to be by a bloke.

I'd have thought you would find a way to convey your thanks.

Originally Posted by cyrille

Although the handwriting on that note looks far too neat to be by a bloke.

You can never be sure.

I picked up a book by Ross Kemp in a used book store years ago, only Lulu knows why, inside was a note and autograph by him and I've never seen such girly writing. And the bloke's supposed to be as macho as they come.

Still have it on the unread section of me bookcase.





Feeling fluffier and gayer just reading it.

#pray4Beanz

Prolly picked up some weed and got baked.


To keep the thread on topic.

Bed - to sofa - to bookcase - to sofa - where I shall remain firmly entrenched for the next 24 hours while swearing to never drink again.

Scar Tissue and Slash are both decent reads.

Originally Posted by Looper

^I think I only succeeded in embarrassing myself by gormlessly losing my keys and then flapping round looking for them in the fading light while she sensibly found the note!

Hope you called the person to thank them.

Originally Posted by nidhogg

Hope you called the person to thank them.

Pretty sure he had to, in order to get his keys back.

Originally Posted by dirk diggler

Scar Tissue and Slash are both decent reads.

Brings back some memories. I must have bought it around 16 years ago. I remember I lent it to an old mate that I was working with 2008-2010, and got it back around 6 months later before leaving, and then he shouted myself and another mate tickets to see Slash in Impact Arena in 2011. Perhaps called Slash's Snakepit at the time. Global reviews called them The best GnR cover band ever. Great gig. Great days. Blimey 15 years goes by fast.

Originally Posted by nidhogg

Hope you called the person to thank them.

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Originally Posted by pickel

Pretty sure he had to, in order to get his keys back.

Originally Posted by cyrille

I'd have thought you would find a way to convey your thanks.

The saintly finder and keeper of the keys lady was off for a walk when I called her phone so I had to wait 10 minutes for her to get back. She very conscientiously demanded a detailed description of the keyring before agreeing to come and hand them back. The Transylvanian temptress kept me company while we waited and I recovered my composure but I fear I had not presented my most ept self.

Originally Posted by Edmond

I've never seen such girly writing

Very girly handwriting indeed!

The good Persian doctor lady wanted to go on safari to see the kangaroos today so I obliged her with a chariot ride

She needed to get some FB selfies to impress her family back in Iran

She got up close and snugly with some hand feeding

I had doubts about her clinical credentials when she observed that the kangaroo was doing a poo, so I put her straight on the marsupial facts of life.

We finished the trek with some sparkling red to wash down the Barbari bread with cream cheese and walnuts which she had brought from Brissy as she is flexible about her spiritual scriptural proscriptions. I love a drop of bubbly red now and again to mix it up from my regular white.

I brought some ripe and luscious watermelon to a picnic with a most becoming maiden from North Macedonia this arvo

There seems to be something Balkan blowing in the breeze this summer after my valiant but in vain effort with the Transylvanian temptress from Romania last month

Lets see if the celestial Goddess of beauty born aloft upon crimson God-beams after my post picnic lake run brings me fair fortune over the festive season...

Lovely finish to the day Lopper, I never knew you could just feed a roo like that, awesome

I think its a wannabee roo, what they call downunder a WALLABY, used to be a colony on the Staffordshire hills near Leek when I lived there in the 70s.

Wallabies page The Roaches Peak District.

Foker's doing it right alright.


If I was a cruder bloke I'd admit to wanting to give that cut watermelon a right good tonguing.

Half day trip to a Jungle Coaster. You've guessed it, a kinda Thai built roller coaster that is not really in the jungle. But good fun anyway.

The plan was to first stop at Mae Sa waterfall, as it's on the same lovely windy road.


Started off by sending the pics to Hot Mama Misskit to see if she fancied joining.

Was told where to go in no uncertain terms.


So, with plans for an afternoon Eddy-Sandwich dashed, off we went.

Arrived at Namtok Mae Sa and gave the ol' friendly smile, nod and salute to the 3 obese grunting crocodiles manning the gates. Me Eddy charm and pink Thai ID card didn't pay dividends and was scowled at while being quoted the dreaded foreigner price.

Gave them the ol' lakorn-esque Sa-can dai mai khrrrrrrrrap?

Was told no.

Which was a shame as both of us are pretty much 100% cashless society, as are all the kool funky kids aged 44 and under, and didn't have the 1000 baht for me and 10 baht for her or whatever it was in cash (140thb)


Really sorry to make you stamp and rip out the tickets, there, knobheads.

Off we go.

For me to be charged double the local price to put me life in the hands of Thai engineering.



I'm sure all those bolts were torque'd to spec and not by feel.

It does go alarmingly fast but is exceedingly good fun.

400 baht for a double seater, which is a rate of around 800 baht per minute as it lasts around 30 seconds, which is Mendy just arrived on Sukhumvit economics.

You can get yer pic printed for a 100 baht note slipped into the booth, but as both of us Kool Kids are E-Lektronik only and didn't have one, I just took a picture of it with my phone.

Scottish DNA Mutha-Fokahs.

^ I have to say that I take my hat off to you.

A shag's a shag, but having to put up with doing that shit all day would do my head in.

Up to the infamous Mon Jam where people pay to sleep in little spaceship pod like things around 1 meter away from the other weirdos in the space-pod thing next to them. Instead of sleeping in their own nice big comfy bed in their own big comfy bedroom. Some people are weird.





Kids nowadays. They need to be tied up and punished, that's wot I say.




Can't beat a good Khao Soi.

Actually I wanted a Pad pong garee, but oddly enough they were out of all rice dishes. Ummm.





Give them the ol' pretend to lift it up and drink it gag.

Oh Eddie you ol' joker.


Anyone with the phone number of a mechanic in Mae Rim that's still open at 8pm pls giz a shout, cheers.