Lat week I went to Lisbon and Paris with Fos, Tamsin and Gillanders. We skated, we imbibed all kinds of local poisons and we got rained on many, many times.
The whole of Lisbon is paved with a kind of white mosaic tile that, when wet, turns the whole place into a giant ice rink. No shoes appear to have any purchase and you basically skid around between bars uncontrollably. Welcome to Lisbon - the slippery city! See you in hospital!
This lady sung to us AND served us food. That's wife material.
This gentleman may be batting from the Pavillion end as we say here in Blighty.
There's this cafe that invented the custard tart thing and to this day only 4 people know the recipe apparently. They sell like 10 squillion a day. Fos was in his element.
This guy made those crappy wire sculptures. The brief I gave him for Gill stretched his skills to the limit (ok, it probably didn't).
Perfect, just perfect.
Mall grabs.
Nick Worthington tattoo ideas.
In this restaurant I ordered 2 litres of red wine Sangria for our table. Nobody else drank any. Needless to say I was spannered.
So then I insisted we all go on this.
Fucking hell!
In Portugal they REALLY want you to eat 6 portions of veg a day.
NYDM? Have Mortician really been skating this park?
Leaving Lisbon I met "Plane Gill" for the first time.
So, then onto Paris for Chas's birthday celebrations. He's got a lot hairier than when I was last there a month ago.
I stayed at Tura's again. He's as nonchalant in the face of adversity as ever.
Fos and Tamsin flew back to England straight from Lisbon but French joined us for the french leg of the trip (see what I did there?).
The two photos above are by far and away funniest of the entire trip. Retard and carer.
Benders!
Where ever there's dice there's Monie, Jon Monie.
Chas's flat = drinking challenges.
Benjamin and Maria showed up at Chas's. Maria came as Inspector Gadget, unintentionally I think (She threw stuff at me when I suggested this)
Somwhere Dill is wearing a Benjamin shirt.
Lat week I went to Lisbon and Paris with Fos, Tamsin and Gillanders. We skated, we imbibed all kinds of local poisons and we got rained on many, many times.
The whole of Lisbon is paved with a kind of white mosaic tile that, when wet, turns the whole place into a giant ice rink. No shoes appear to have any purchase and you basically skid around between bars uncontrollably. Welcome to Lisbon - the slippery city! See you in hospital!
This lady sung to us AND served us food. That's wife material.
This gentleman may be batting from the Pavillion end as we say here in Blighty.
There's this cafe that invented the custard tart thing and to this day only 4 people know the recipe apparently. They sell like 10 squillion a day. Fos was in his element.
This guy made those crappy wire sculptures. The brief I gave him for Gill stretched his skills to the limit (ok, it probably didn't).
Perfect, just perfect.
Mall grabs.
Nick Worthington tattoo ideas.
In this restaurant I ordered 2 litres of red wine Sangria for our table. Nobody else drank any. Needless to say I was spannered.
So then I insisted we all go on this.
Fucking hell!
In Portugal they REALLY want you to eat 6 portions of veg a day.
NYDM? Have Mortician really been skating this park?
Leaving Lisbon I met "Plane Gill" for the first time.
So, then onto Paris for Chas's birthday celebrations. He's got a lot hairier than when I was last there a month ago.
I stayed at Tura's again. He's as nonchalant in the face of adversity as ever.
Fos and Tamsin flew back to England straight from Lisbon but French joined us for the french leg of the trip (see what I did there?).
The two photos above are by far and away funniest of the entire trip. Retard and carer.
Benders!
Where ever there's dice there's Monie, Jon Monie.
Chas's flat = drinking challenges.
Benjamin and Maria showed up at Chas's. Maria came as Inspector Gadget, unintentionally I think (She threw stuff at me when I suggested this)
Somwhere Dill is wearing a Benjamin shirt.
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Great weekend. Thanks for coming over for it.
Great weekend. Thanks for coming over for it.
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