James is my stepbrother for those of you who don't know, and I'm currently in Tadley, a little way from Basingstoke.
On the agenda for the weekend:
Pub
Lol, that's it, that's all there is to do in Tadley.
I reckon that the most said phrase in the country probably is :
Oh, and when I say country, I mean 'the country' as in, I've got a brand new combine 'arvester and I'll give you the key, so yeah, imagine that the tank in the picture is a tractor or something.But my god, do they *love* like non-branded, home brewed beer here. Yesterday, for example, in a pub called 'The plough' or something, and all it seems that anyone was drinking was some dirty, behind the counter keg thing of 'Otter Ale', and I was like 'Becks please' and got shot some dirty look. But that might have been cause I was wearing my Hulk New Era cap :P
I was blates a London lad 'innit.
And now its like quarter to one, UK time, and I've basically just got back in. Guess where I went? :P
But we did go to see some of James' friends too. Was quite boring tbh, it was his mate + girlfriend, and then her sister + boyfriend. So really, just some crazy couples night in sort of thing, you know the sort, where you sit and talk about random shit that isn't really interesting, and generally do nothing. Oh, and drinking shitloads of wine seems like its par for the course. Although, not a big fan of the wine to be honest, and James was driving, so no vino for him. But to be fair, wine is an acquired tast I think, and is rather yucky on the whole.
And yes, that is a relevant picture, its the yucky wine that I didn't have.Anyway, closing in on like 1.15am, so I'm off to sleep.
See you all when I see you =]

3 comments:
I also drank wine this weekend.
It was fucking horrible.
Wine can be good, if it's good wine, I prefer the white and not the red...
My weekend was a bottle of Smirnoff (didn't finish it though) :p
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