Weekend of the Stag Day 2a

I woke Saturday morning in total agony, by head felt like it was ready to explode, I had had a headache from the night before that had started about 9pm (I think due to lack of water). My eyes felt like they head lead weights attached and if i looked in the mirror I am sure I wouldn't have recognised myself. I got myself down from my bunk and realised that I was still clothed from the night before, I remember getting in to bed, guess the body went in to shut down before I could do anything else.



As I woke, K from the bunk below also woke moaning someone had stolen his pillow, we found it stuffed in to one of the lockers, well it was my locker, but I have no idea who did it. So both feeling like crap we throw some clothes on and go for a smoke and a little walk down to the river, it was a crisp moaning and there was dew on the grass, which whilst going down the slope almost made me land flat on my backside, but I controlled it well and stayed up, just. D2 who was with us, who doesn't drink, thought it would be a good idea to go for a swim and with a little encouragement from ourselves, he rolled his shorts and was in, almost, he had the sharp rocks and pebbles to contend with, he strolled for about 1 min before he decided it was too cold and with his fit numb he made it back a bit quicker. We headed back up to the hostel and I didn't fall this time, we had another smoke and decided to head back to the room, it was about 8ish in the morning so some people were still asleep, but not for long, K jumped on D1 to wake him up which it did, but he wasn't in a happy mood, I was looking around the room for my paracetamol during this which couldn't be found, so I tried not to move my head very much, it was like doing the robot dance.



After a bit of mucing about we headed in for brekkie, well I did, somehow I can't remeber why they or how they had got in there before me and had all ordered the food and where halfway through eating it, I looked at the food and realsied that this wasn't going to be for me and went to the shop for water and more headache tablets, I brought the extra strength ones hoping that if it didn't kill the pain at least it would ease it a bit. I got myself some toast, 2 slices, and that took me about half hour to eat, I then had to try and work the coffee machine, there was free tea and coffee but you had to press the button for the hot water, well I couldn't find it so instead of looking like a prick I put my card in and got a black tea at extra strength as I hadn't removed my tea bag. We faffed more and got dressed for our rafting, we went outside for fresh air where we saw the stag, talked about wanting to be ill on the spot or to suddenly turn blind, he was there, Pink bikini Top, which he filled quite well, but then there was the bikini bottoms, and you know how this can hug a lady in that area, they clung to him like cling film and it wasn't a pretty sight, luckily though he had a rubber ring to hide his dignity.

We are all milling around outside, hoping that we could all just go back to bed, when the coach turns up to take us White Water Rafting on the River Tummel, we are still hanging about not getting on as one extra of the party has still to turn up. People start getting a bit impatient and got on the bus as at least it is comfortable, at last the last person arrives and we are off. The journey we find out is going to be about 1 1/2 hours, not good with a stinking hangover but we get through it and there are stories being told of the previous nights drunkeness. When we arrive the place to me is beautiful, I don't have any pictures though as left all valuable stuff back at the hostel, here is a youtube clip though http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJ9k6_H-vxw. This isn't the company we were with but you get the idea. The footage is worse that it actually was apart form the last drop we went down where I think everyone turned white, its amazing how many colours one person can change in one day, from greens to reds to whites.

After the rafting which I think took about 2hrs and one hangover gotten rid we headed back to get changed and get our photos, the lady doing the photos was having a bit of problem and as word had got round that my job is in computers, I had to step up and help out, which I did and was told that she wanted to take me home, I would have done but we had another night of drinking ahead.

We got on the coach for the journey back and everyone was cream crackered and we all basically sat in our seats in silence, but this could have been something to do with the driver and the minibus, the journey home was scarier than the rafting. We get on the road and after a couple of minutes the mini bus is lurching from side to side, I'm thinking we are going over and so do a lot of the others, the driver brings it back under control and tells us we need petrol, we park up (and I use this term loosely) at the petrol station , the driver gets out and goes to the tank and the bus starts moving, so we are shouting Handbrake at him, which we pull up but are still moving, the driver sticks his foot in and on the brake, E then puts the bus in gear to stop it rolling more. When leaving the petrol station there is a high pitched squealing, he had left the handbrake on, so he decides to try and take it off, but is steering us straight in to a fence which probably has a couple of foot drop, we just looked at each other and I think we have never sweated so much. The rest of the journey back was just as bad, he was tailgating, lurching and I think using the rumble strips on the hard shoulder to either use it as Braille or to keep him awake. We get back about half 6, all glad we are back and head of for showers etc.

Weekend of the Stag Day 1

I'm just going to list the days as I remember them (and yes there are blank spots)

Friday Day 1
We had to be at the airport for a 12:15 flight to Edinburgh, so we would want to leave about 9ish to get there in time, no not us. I left my house at 7.30 am after getting up at 6.30, that is earlier than a work day for me, but hey got to do what you got to do.

So we leave and pick up the third of our party and make our way to Gatwick, just chatting away in the car wondering what is going to happen to the stag. We get to the airport and get the car picked up and check in, we only have hand luggage but decide to check it so that we have nothing to carry with us till the other end, once all cleared its time for brekkie and we go to the Red Lion and order food and as I sit down to wait, D asks what I'm drinking, its to early for beer for me, so thought I would have something refreshing, G&T, it really does go well with breakfast. Breakfast arrives and the three of us are sitting there and slowly more of the group turn up, first one, then three, then theres 15 of us, the stag then arrives and he has been on a few stag does before and has stitched quite a few people up, well one of them got their own back, this was tame compared to what was to come, Him being a avid Arsenal fan, the rival team is Spurs, well they made him dress up in the whole Spurs football kit, including Hat and Scarf. He wasn't happy about it and it looked like he had escaped from a care home.

So we have a couple or four beers and get on the flight, we hadn't booked our seats together to were spread around the plane, the behaviour was alot better than I imagined, as we are taxiing I think I will get an hours kip in then when we land I'll feel great, how wrong was I, we take of I have had about 10 mins sleep and I hear the drinks trolley, I wake up and have just missed it, bu the chap next to me gets the air host (is this the male name) and I order a G&T, I get chatting the man next to me and he is a Scot and there's about four of them and they have just come back from a cruise, which landed at Dover and are heading home to Scotland. We get chatting and the next thing another G&T is in my hand, this goes down smoothly and as I am talking another one arrives, well it is a stag do, so I go with the flow, just as I am finishing we are coming in to land.

Once landed the first job is to find the loo and then retrieve our bags, once through all of that we meet in the bar at the airport and have a quick pint and find our way to the taxis. Once in the taxi we have got to remember where we are going, luckily E who organised it remembers and we are on our way. When we got to the hotel, well not really a hotel, a Hostel with a bar (Globetrotter inn), there's us and some have already arrived making it 22 for the weekend and just one to arrive the next day.

We were staying on the shore of the Firth of Forth and the views were amazing, from the back of the hostel was a long sweeping lawn with some lovely old tree that had been there for centuries it seems, then there was the river itself and there were two or three island doted about, which if you use Google maps you can see.

When we have all queued up and got our keys to our room we unpack and sorted our clothes out and head to the bar, now this is where it gets hazy as I'm not sure what really happened here, as I only remember going from the hostel in to the City, when we get there we are a little early for the comedy club so head to the bar underneath, we have a couple there and larking about then we head in, now I have been to dingy places and this was another one of them, I think I was expecting some posh place with great tables and lights etc but it wasn't that, but it was loads of tables layed out and many of them were stag and hen parties. I really don't remember much from in here apart from going outside a lot to have a smoke and getting confused as to why it was so light outside but dark inside. There were loads of jugs of beer being passed about a some shots also came out, I do remember getting moaned at by staff for being to noisy, but what I was saying or doing I can't remember. Near the end the stag and his brother almost got a bit lary, but was sorted soon enough as I got the stag and carried/held on to him, till we got out then went in for his brother who was getting arsey about the deposit we didn't get back, once out and all troops gathered and calmed down a bit, we found out another of out group had collected the deposit and all was now good. We got 2 taxis back to the hostel where the drinking carried on, I feel asleep in one of the chairs for awhile then went to bed.

The taxi rates in Edinburgh are superb, from what I can gather, they don't charge time and a half or double time, so most taxis we got was £10 or less by a couple of quid and it wasn't a short journey, about 15 mins.
Didn't really see many sites that evening as we were stuck indoors as the comedy club turns in to a club/dance floor afterwards.

It nevr Rains it Pours

Well since my last post, i'm not really sure what has been going on.

during the week after the text, I have tried to do my own stuff when I've been in the house, but having dinner etc with my son, trouble is I think the gf/exgf has forgotten about the test conversation we have, as she is wanting to try and do couple things. Friday and Saturday night we had bit of a movie fest and watched about 4/5 films over the weekend but sitting on separate sofas. Saturday during the day we went out with my son as it was the Harbour festival and we also went with her mum and step dad, so doing the family stuff.

Sunday morning I got really confused, I was going past her bedroom when she called me, I went in and she asked me to get in to bed with her, I was clothed but thought why not, she was naked and when she put her leg over me we cuddled, now I know I'm a man and can't read signals but I thought this was a signal for us to have some fun, so I run my hands all over her body and to between her legs, but she stops me and moves my hand, so I cuddle a bit more, then try again, thinking she is playing hard to get, how wrong was I, it wasn't hard to get it was impossible, she didn't want any contact that was sexual at all. Now to me, what she did, by getting me in to bed and getting me close to her and wrapping her leg round was a signal for some fun. I know that I was wrong but how many other men would have thought the same as me, or women for that matter?


When she had gone to work I took my son out for a little while and when we got home his friend came round after which I took my son swimming. When we finished we all went home and i cooked dinner for us, after which we sat down and watched Horton Hears a Hoo (well I watched some then fell asleep for awhile). I then took our son to bed and read him a story. I then did the usual and got my ironing and took it to my room to do. Whilst ironing away she came up just to say hi so I said why doesn't she stay and watch her program as I had nothing to watch now so she did.

So after finishing what I could be bothered with I started to watch the program and give her a massage as she had been working hard that day, stupid me I know but I didn't see the harm in it and carried on. She then layed on the bed and I massaged her all over, after taking her top and shorts off. When I done this she told me no playing with her hairy bits, so this was a clear signal that sex wasn't going to happen or she wasn't in the mood, but I kept massaging and also my hand kept wondering, sometimes it would get tapped away other times she let it linger, after a couple of more times like this I kept my hand there and played with her, now I like my sex to last a bit with foreplay and touching from both parties, but she lay there as I carried on, she told me to get a condom on if I wanted sex, I told her I just wanted to play for now and carried on. So whilst playing she came and I thought we would have some more fun, but no, she got in a mood and said "I told you if you wanted sex, that it had to be then" she started moaning at how we don't do things as a couple and about watching films on different sofas and she just wants to be able to cuddle without thinking I am going to try anything, I took note of this but I don't think it is going to make any difference as she still said she doesn't like sex anymore.

So thereis my rant, and yes I can see where I went wrong now and I will not be trying anything or massaging or doing couple things anymore as it is time for me to get my arse out of there.

Also forgot that I got a call from my Dad Sunday morning, he rang to tell me that his landlady wants him out as he is £300 in rent arrears and also about £450 arrears in electricity, now my dads credit is crap as he lost his previous house and probably has a number of defaults against his name, so trying to rent somewhere will be hard for him and also he has no deposit for anywhere else, he explained the situation to his landlady about his job and that as soon as his criminal record check has gone through he will be working and will be ablt to pay her, but she is exercising the one months notice on him as he had signed a 6 month tenancy but that lapsed about 4 months ago, he has asked if I have any ideas to let him now, but I have no clue where to start.

I think the fat lady has sung (well the gf)

Todays text messages

gf "Im in a mood now, there is a program called hitlers secret bunkers on channel 5, guess when"
"Tonight about 9 "
"Tonite at 8. Its not fair "
"We can do something tonight to take your mind off it "
"Sod off "
"I just thought it might be a way for you to relax "
"Just sod off "
"Stop being up tight "
"Im not "
"Then what are you being, hard to get? X "
"Just leave me alone "
"Ok "
"Look its over between us. You can carry on living here or find somewhere else its up to you "
"Why?"
"Because i still cant give you what you want "
"But what is stopping you? "
"I just dont want it "
"Well we can't say we haven't tried "


So looks like I am going to need to start looking for a new place to live as I don't think we can live together like we tried before as it just didn't work that well.

Bastard Cats Bastard Morrisons

What has a man got to do.



Friday after work I helped a friend get their broadband back up and running and on the way home I called the gf to tell her I was on my way, as i got no reply I left a VM for her, with this I guessed she was having an afternoon nap whilst my son was, so I decided to get my haircut. I text the gf to let her know that, if it wasn't busy this is what I would be doing, so get my haircut and go home. She is in bed my son in his so I was correct, but she starts moaning at me.



"You've had your haircut"

"Yes I text you to let you know"

"but our son needs his doing"

"I'll take him tomorrow"

"and i wanted to go in to town"

"We still can"

"Well you could have waited, now tomorrow is going to ruined"

"If you say so"

and I walk out of the room and wake our son up.



So we forget about town and end up going to tesco for dinner bits, we find nothing and end up with KFC.


After dinner and I have put our son to bed I see if she fancies a bath to relax, to which she says would be great. She spends about an hour in there, with me popping in now and again (once to have a shave, just in case things heat up) and another to bring in her a glass of water and massage her shoulders and arms so get her back in to relax mode. When she gets out she goes to bed and i am left on my tod, so go and watch a film and go to sleep.


Saturday we had someone from the department of nosey people, a surveyor for a housing survey being carried out by the government and also the landlords round. So up early to give it a quick clean, well for me it was as the gf wasn't feeling to great so I had to do most of it (again) and had to let the visitors know that the main bedroom was out of bounds. So the surveyor did what he had to and when he went the landlords arrived so I chatted to them over coffee and they had a look round just to make sure there was no work that needed doing or we hadn't trashed the place.



The gf got up around half 10ish and got dressed and we go to town and do a couple of bits and do some shopping again in the supermarket, once again forgetting things so we pop in to the other one on the way home. The evening was spent on the sofa once my son had gone to bed, but when she switched casualty on I went upstairs and left her to it.

I had a bit of a lie in on Sunday as I didn't need to be up for anything this time and after the past few weekends with my mum staying or taking my son for his swimming lessons was nice. Once up me and my son had brekkie and he went and watched his cartoons as I sorted out the beds and stripping for washing, with all that done I cleaned the kitchen up hung the washing out and played in the garden for a while. Lunch time was over quickly and time for our weekly swim.

before i left though I had put out some chicken and sausages to defrost in the garden, now normally i stick it all in a lunchbox and put a lid on, this time I just left it out with the cling film on, so off we went for a couple of hours. On our return there was a cat sitting on the table in the garden and its head was in the chicken, I flipped, I ran to the back door and was banging away, the cat looked at me and I swear it smirked and carried on, so I got the back door key and ran out, the cat vanished and I was left pissed off, my son was upset as that meant no barbecue, so off we went to morrisons as it is quite close, but they had sweet FA in that we could use, so we picked up a few things and made the best we could. Evening was spent with me upstairs as she was watching Midsummers murders and I can't stand it, once again no action and on my tod, but hey at least I got to watch what I wanted.

He's Done It

My Dad passed his Taxi drivers test, which means that he is now working, which he has been trying to do for ages now but no bugger would hire him, he can now start paying me back.

I am really pleased for my dad as he hasn't been working for a while now but not for want of trying, he had applied for quite a few jobs, but never seemed to get any responses back or he was to qualified, I think this was for a delivery job, which at the time he didn't care what job he got as long as he had one. The taxi job he will be doing 5 days a week I think and the company loan him the car etc and my dad should be clearing about £400 a week after paying them. He was getting downhearted with the pass two fails but I told him they do this sometimes to make sure that you are a competent driver.

For me this means no more lending money and hopefully he can start paying me back some, I don't want it in a large some otherwise my OR might want some of it, but as long as he only pays the money back for the taxi test I should be fine.

What a Cracker

What a great weekend I had.

I managed to go to the cinema twice this weekend and see two great films, Wanted and Kung Fu Panda. I saw wanted with a friend and wanted to do something different than just get drunk, also we both had to be up early the next day. It is a great film if you like action and it also had a bit of a story line, there were a couple of twists to. Kung Fu Panda was very funny and I took my son and his uncle to see it, this was my sons first cinema experience and I was a little nervous as to how he would be, luckily the film was only an hour and a half long, so he sat through about an hour and fifteen mins before getting a bit fidgety, but I told him it wasn't long to the end and he just wiggled a bit till it finished. He did have a toilet break half way through so I think this helped. My son thoroughly enjoyed it as did I, they showed some trailers for other kids films and he looked like he would like to see them to, which as he was so good I did say I would take him, as long as they aren't longer than an hour and a half.

My sons swimming is coming on a lot better and the gf asked to book another lesson and the instructor said don't bother wasting your money, he is going great and just needs to build his arm strength up, so I now know what I need to do when I take him for his usual Sunday swim.

Me and the gf seemed to get on ok over the weekend, I do admit snapping at her a few times though as everytime she spoke it seemed she was just whinging or it might be that was all I could hear, this also seemed to happen over the past week to, but I blame myself for this. I blame myself as when my mum was down she said that all the gf does is whinge so I think this is why I picked up on it more than usual, but I have turn the whinge filters on now and just listen to when she is actually saying something.

I went against Raes advice and did loan my dad the full £200, stupid I know, but he shouldn't fail the third time and as long as he doesn't, he should be earning around £400 a week take home, which will help him in paying me back and me replenishing my stag and festival pot and also start repaying what he owes me. If I forget about the money from the house for the moment he owes me £780 which will be great to put £500 in to the pot and the rest in to the bank, where I can then arrange to get my car serviced.

I have been holding back with asking the gf about sex but instead been sending texts saying, "why don't we spend some time in bed together tonight, instead of her moaning that all I want is sex she has been polite and said, not tonight or we will see. So I think this way is working slightly better, even though I am still not getting any.

In a Jam

My dad has asked me if I can lend him some money so that he can take his Taxi driving test to get a taxi licence, the problem with this is that it will be the third time for him to take it and I paid for the first two.

First time was £200, this was to pay for his test and all the other bits that go with it

Second Time £80 as he failed the first one I thought second time would be no probs for him, I was wrong

Third time He is not late for his rent and needs to sit a third test, problem is he is trying to get together £200 and he asked me for £100 of it, if I do that will be £380 or £480 if I lend him the full amount

Now my dad lost his house a little while back and as he had loans out in my name and I was also on the mortgage I was asked to repay alot of money, which I couldn't afford so I had to go bankrupt (I did have a loan so not 100% his fault) but I have lost 10k that I invested with him/in his company/in his house, I wasn't sure what he used the money for but gathered as he was paying me £300 a quarter did it matter, well it turned out it does as I have got nothing back, technically I also lost another 10k as I was supposed to get this when he sold the house, which he didn't sell in time.

So I'm not sure what I should do, do I lend him the money and tell him that's it and I can't afford anymore if he doesn't pass, but if he does pass, at least he will be able to start paying me back, the trouble is I am not that flush since going bankrupt as I no longer have access to credit cards etc as this would tie me over till i get the money back. I do have a small fund tucked away which I wasn't trying to dip in to as I have set it aside for a stag weekend and the end of this month and the Reading festival at the end of August.