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Stuck in the Middle (of Stranraer) with Stu
What better way to spend the morning than to be stuck in the sunny seaside town of Stranraer in Scot Land (that's the baron land above England full of the natives who's males like to wear short tartan skirts called "kilts)? Well although it is somewhat a surprise to be sat in a van in a really nifty car park full of nothing but nothing with the sun beating heavily down upon us, it is by no means fun and although the men wear skirts, Scot Land can be quite cool.
A native Scot
As a matter of fact we should be pretty much in the land of Guinness by now to shoot with Team Chain Reaction Cycles in their pink kit (more on that later) on the fast boat across the Irish Sea but MTBcut boss man Stu Thomson just couldn't get out of bed after a night of smashing his brand new Jade Goody pilates boxset in front of the TV (also in front of the sofa bed I've been staying on which was all but a nice sight). Unfortunately for himself, Stu Thomson pulled several muscles in his groin and back and can now only drive lying down straight, meaning he had to take it super steady down the motorway so as to avoid any potential dangerous incidents such as motorway pile ups. This obviously resulted in us being nice and late for the ferry and instead of sipping cocktails onboard the poop deck we are now playing eye spy in a car park full of metal fences and seagulls.
Metal Fences are nice if you like that kind of thing but pretty lame if you are not a metal fence lover.
So enough of the moaning and onto the mindless ranting. Stranraer ferry port is really damn boring. Even more boring than the dreaded Calais ferry port, at least there you can play "spot the illegal immigrant trying to get into the UK" and another crowd favourite "throw things at French lorry drivers". Here in Stranraer the only thing to do is write pointless blogs and convince yourself that you are totally awesome for coming up with an ingenious way of rigging up a hoody as a ghetto curtain. Einstein.
Sweet curtain
My other totally annoying problem stems from a weekend of fun. Unfortunately it seems that God just wants to punish me for going and having fun at the weekend by making me sit in a roasting hot van whilst also seeing everything blue in a horribly bright shade of pink and everything dark green in a shade of red. Confused? So am I. It seems that after skiing on Saturday, the almighty's way of telling me that I should have worn the awful totally unstylish bug eyed tinted ski goggles that I have sat in my bag of pointless things was to totally ruin my eyesight so that I now see everything blue and green as pink and red. And that is really f**king annoying.
Anyway enough of the moaning, I need to get out and take some pointless pictures for this blog, then I'm going to see if I can sun bathe naked on the roof of the van without burning anything on the hot metal, could be interesting!
All the best,
Moanerbrow
(*some of this may not have actually happened)
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