Blue Men Group

With Halloween having much more significance here, Mikey, his mates Pilkey and Ben, and I had a couple of nights out dressed as the blue man group. Now if you’re like the majority of people, you have never heard of the blue man group and quickly loosing interest in this blog. Well, not all that surprisingly they are a bunch of blokes in blue, who do a variety of theatrical productions which combine comedy, music and multi-media artistry. You may even remember them from the Pentium adds. Anyways, the whole point of this story is that we dressed up like them and got really pissed. Fun times.

Lochs & Hills

Once upon a time, a long long time ago, Hayley and Jarid decided to go to Scotland. It was a good idea, as it meant that Christopher (whom they had hosted in London) could tag along for the ride. So the three amigos met in Edinburgh and set off in persuit of a Scottish adventure. The drive was very loverly, with everyone enjoying the beautiful blue lochs, the thriving green country side & majestic mountains. By late afternoon the trio had reached Ben Nevis, the highest peak in the UK, and without a moments thought started its ascent. With an upset stomach, no water and no desire, Hayley soon decided to sit on a rock and wait for the boys to come back. Christopher and Jarid, both determined to reach the top and confident it was just over the next ridge, continued on until a passer by advised scythingly that with light dipping behind the hills and still another 2hrs to the top, that they absolute buckleys of making it. Defeated and hungry, the lads collected a bored Hayley and tumbled down the hill and into Fort William.

A charming sunny day greeted the three the next morning. “What a fantastic day to go to skye” they all thought, and with that they finished their English breakfast and were back on the road. Along the way they bumped into a pure brilliant castle situated on the shores of a loch, which was also the set for the movie film Highlanders. With a bagful of photos they waved goodbye and soon arrived on the rugged Isle of Skye, the home of deserted castles, funny looking cows, incredible rock formations and ringed with stunning coastline. For two days Hayley, Jarid and Christopher soaked up the scarce sunshine, walked some wonderful walks, and did some delightful drives.

Hmm writing in 3rd person is gay.




















Sewer outlet into the ocean

















Pure brilliant castle.




















This rocks

Funny looking cows















Last moments of light in Elgol

Dodgy Fingers

To get myself back into shape after the months of travelling excesses and to meet a few more locals, I signed up with the local rugby club Greenock Wanderers. First night of training I quickly realised just how unfit I was, and after 30 minutes of hard running I had to nick off behind the clubhouse to have a spew. My first game was with the thirds, which rarely get a full team together, has an average age of about 35 and often get trounced. My initiation with them was no exception, being two players short and getting humped around 30-0.

The following week at training, after hearing I was promoted to seconds and whilst dreaming of rising up the ranks into firsts, premier league, and then Scotland, my optimistic plans got brought back to earth with a sudden thump. After misjudging a low bullet pass my left finger felt rather unusual, so being curious and in slight pain I had a look at it. My finger now not only felt unusual, but also looked unusual, with the end of the finger somehow appearing a lot more sideways than normal. With the physio unable to pop it back in, I got a lift up to the hospital and Mikey came over with a camera to get a few shots….as can be seen below:











My new party trick












I aint no doctor, but that surely doesn't look right.












Mikey couldn't hide his delight
















With my x-ray goggles on