More Bloody Old Places Than You Could Bloody Shake Your Bloody Stick At.

I did not bloody blog yesterday as i was bloody out all bloody day with a bloody old man in a bloody old town, looking at some bloody old trains in a bloody old building and some bloody old cars ouside before going towards a bloody old town with a bloody old street which was bloody around in bloody 1400!
I was in York yesterday and it was that which i am going to blog about today. As you have guessed, its a bloody old place, with a National Railway Museum which my dad took me round. Might sound boring to some people but he at least put some effort into taking us out, which he doesnt so much of anymore. They had a Japanese Bullet train and a Royal train inside, so you know that because your too poor to go oversea, or your not royalty, you can see what your missing out on. Thanks National Railway Museum... pricks. However it was free so i didn't whine and though i would at least look around, and too be fair, i did look around. For about 10 minuets before messing around with things and laughing at a man called "Sir Daniel Gooch". After much laughing and bordum, we headed out into York and during the walk i needed to borrow a lighter off someone. Unfortunantly I even cocked that up, because Race For Life was on. So i when i went up to a woman (WHO DID NOT HAVE A MASSIVE SERIAL NUMBER ON HER CHEST) and asked "Can I borrow a lighter?", i didn't expected to get the amount of names shouted at me. I wasn't trying to be funny, but maybe if she had the numbers, I wouldn't of bothered the girl. However, after that (and a walk down The Shambles for an ice cream). We left York. This was yet another massive task because it has a one-way system designed by MC.Esher. It had roads which led you back down the route you just came and when we finally got to the way out we needed to go... WE STILL COULDN'T LEAVE! Bloody road works, then the diversion signs telling us how to get out of York disappered so we couldn see how to get out of the place! The heat didn't help my mood either as i was desperate to get out of York. Bloody York.
Finally, however, we got out of York and on the way to the REAL day out that was planned. An awsume driving experiance for our father, where he got to drive:

1) Lamborghini Gallardo
2) Ferrari 360
3) Aston Martin V8 Vantage
4) Porshe 911 Turbo... Which was out of service, so it was an Audi R8 instead.

He drove each one around an airstrip and each he got to drive for 4 laps of the course. Given the choice, he would take the Aston Martin. I would have to agree. Other cars there included:

Subaru Impreza
Ariel Atom
Aston Martin DB9
Lotus Elise
BMW M3

Photos will be uploaded. Blog. Out

More Bloody Old Places Than You Could Bloody Shake Your Bloody Stick At... But First.

We lost against Germany, so we are out. Oh well.

I Have Sweaty Balls...

Pretty self-explanatory title there. Its a phrase to explain how god damn hot its been these last few days, and im so tired because of it. Was at Heathrow Airport yesterday, and the drive from where i stayed the night before was a good 3 hour drive (plus half hour stop in a village). Then we sat inside the airport when we got there to pick up my cousin Sophia. The airports are amazing huge and strange complexs, and it confuses me why they are so massive?! Sure there are alot of passengers that arrive there everyday, but no way did they need to make the place THAT BIG! Seriously, I lost four of the people I was with, purely because we didn't keep an eye on them. Could find them for a good 5 minuets and they was in the exact same building on the exact same floor as us, so to lose them for 5 minuets is a rather impossible achievement. I also saw a rather disterbing about of "shifty people" in Terminal 4, so I got spooked and did what all sensible people do... You suspect everyone of being a terrorist!
After that we got back into the car for the drive home, and the drive home was a nightmare. I don't know what it is about London roads, but they take you for miles and miles and you still end up in London. How big is the place! Really! On the M4, trying to find a way to get back to Grantham without endding up going down the M25 (accident/breakdown caused massive traffic), so we followed the M4 for a good hour, turning a couple of urns and just endding right back at Heathrow Airport again! Either we had dejavu, the heat got to us, or the driver was incompitent at directions! (probably the last one because SHE couldn't get the sat nav to work). Then after that, we endded up going down the M25 to get home anyways! Can you get out of London without going down the M25, because if so, our FEMALE driver didn't know it. Finally, after 4 HOURS of car travel and heat, we endded our journey and I endded up at my cousin's house, watching abit of Glastonberry on TV. Dizzee Rascal, Snoop Dogg and Gorrilaz was the main things and they was good. I would say "totally, freekin' awsume with a side order of mind-blowing nuts", but I only watched it on a television. It makes it suck alot more balls, and there wasn't HD, so it didn't look awsume either. The band and musicians did there best and it looked like fun if you was there, but watching it on a TV is more torture than something you would want to do. Seeing all them happy faces enjoying themselves, while you sit in the corner of a crowded room, watching the musicians faces and hearing them in crappy tones. Well fuck you Glastonberry, I wont be watching you again, unless i am actually at Glastonberry. Blog. Out.

Sian Owen & Munchkins

Well, this is only my second blog, and I will start putting my points of view across this. Munchkins. Sian Owen, an inspirational photographer, once asked me the puzzling question... "What can I draw?".

Click here to see this wonderful drawing.

I told her to draw me a munchkin, because I really could not be bothered with the question to answer with any seriousness, and I felt like giving Sian a massive challenge, purely because she was trying to draw something that only existed in bloody Oz. (Wizard of Oz... I don't want people going to Australia looking for munchkins... Or Australia for that matter). So Sian felt like I was being serious, so she has actually made an attempt to draw one. Its an amusing attempt to say the least, because its bright red, has three toes on each foot and three fingers on each hand, and looks like what you would get is you cross-bred Sonic The Hedgehog and a strawberry.

Ultimately, I created this little monster by asking Sian to use her imagination to create such a thing... Makes you wonder what other things she thinks of, and what is going to come out next. Don't misinterpret me though, its not that I don't like what Sian has drawn, Sian's imagination stretches far and wide, but it has ran riot this time and she's created a cute little fuzzball of a creature, rather than what I could of thought, which would of been something with a bit more bloodlust. I'm probably just being cynical in what i'm saying, but what I am saying is this. If I was let loose with a programme to draw images, what would I come up with? Probably something which isn't half as good but what could I make. I've never used Adobe and I never really wanted to , but to see such a mis-matched creation of two 'out-of-the-blue' creatures has compelled me to believe otherwise. I could create a cross-breed Simon Cowel and Nick Griffin to create the most hated man in Britain... A fat Hitler who cannot stop complaining about the lack of talent his forces have. This munchkin isn't a picture, it is an example of creative thought and how a word like 'munchkin' can make a person think up some random creatures come up with a red blob as a creature. Given the time an energy, I am positive that Sian could improve this creature to the blood-thirsty, power-hungry, right-wing view it most defiantly has, because the cutest creatures are the most unexpected bastards. Don't believe me? Then explain a Panda Bear.

Blog.Out.

Ahem.

Blogger. eh?

We'll this is my first ever blog. I've never blogged before but a friend suggested it can be "addictive and fun". Strange. Words... Fun... Really?

Well besides that, im going to be making regular blogs on things, spouting out my point of view for you to laugh at, shout at, argue against, and possible just tell me to shut up and stop being so boring. However, i dont know what else to put in a blog "/.
So here is a picture of a cute animal for you too look at...

Beautiful arnt they :)

SO! What should i make a completly irresponsible and stupid point about? We shall see within the next couple of hours. Blog. Out.