What not to do at the beach…

Aside from the aforementioned perils associated with beach-going (invest in a good pair of sunglasses, the dark tinted ones obscure the jiggle a little), there are a number of things about the beach that just down right piss me off. Want me to share? Well I’m going to anyway… Would it be absolute sacrilege toContinue reading “What not to do at the beach…”

Pits, tits and wobbly bits…

The European beach… Long stretches of fine, golden sand and clear, azure water; cloudless skies painted with a watercolour sunset, swaying palms… Well….that and a few added extras…of the wobbly kind… We British are prudes. Whether we like to admit it or not. If you head down to say….Southend beach, you’ll see people hiding a multitudeContinue reading “Pits, tits and wobbly bits…”

WUWH…

This first month and a half has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster. I’m not going to lie, there has been many a time when I have wanted to call home and throw a full blown tantrum, either demanding I come home or making my family come to me. God knows I’ve hadContinue reading “WUWH…”

Don’t tell FIBs…

I missed it. It being FIB, Festival Internacional de Benicassim. I was originally told by the family that we’d be going to Laredo for a week “sometime in July” but this turned into two weeks smack bang over festival time (it’s very true that the Spanish, famed for the phrase “mañana, mañana”, have a laxContinue reading “Don’t tell FIBs…”

Never have I ever…

…had so many different things in my mouth than on this trip… Oi, stop it, mind out of the gutter. I’m talking food. Anyone that knows me know I am one of the fussiest eaters on the planet. I like my foods plain and simple, sauce no thank you. I don’t like Chinese or IndianContinue reading “Never have I ever…”

Spoke too soon…

If you saw my first post, you’d know that I touched a little on the horrors of travelling travelling, namely from a health standpoint (read: Delhi Belly). As I see what I’m doing more as travelling-staying-still-ing, I didn’t expect to come down with anything. Perhaps that was a bit too optimistic. If someone in SouthContinue reading “Spoke too soon…”

A Lidl bit of home comfort…

If you’ve read any of my previous posts, you may have been able to tell that I’ve had a bit of a problem in the shopping department. This may go some way to explain why I feel I have to play Trolley Dash every weekend (see post: I’m packing heat…). I put my hands up,Continue reading “A Lidl bit of home comfort…”

Unplugged and insane…

One of the biggest problems I’ve faced while out here is connectivity. Or lack thereof. The savvy packer I am (not), I managed to bring two iPod leads with me for charging instead of the crucial one for my iPad. I later found out that it had fallen under my bed, so it wasn’t entirelyContinue reading “Unplugged and insane…”

I’m packing heat…

…well I’m packing biscuits…and chocolate, and crisps… Even though I have been here a while, I have yet to fully adjust to the Spanish meal timetable. Lunch at 2:30? Dinner at 9:30 or, god forbid, 10:30 at night, when you should be sleeping not eating? It goes against every diet book ever published, “don’t eatContinue reading “I’m packing heat…”

Talking crap…

This brings us nicely onto our first topic of discussion; which is shit… I’m not saying that the topic I’m writing about is rubbish, I’m talking actual feacial matter. The human kind. I apologise for the bluntness of this post, I think I’m a little bit in shock (or maybe its just the fumes), and IContinue reading “Talking crap…”