Happy Birthday YDS!!!

A little belated but as the saying goes, better late than never! A year ago yesterday, YDS was born and I just want to add that it has been a tumultuous year of blogging with many highs and lows (of which I shall discuss in my year ending post.)

There will be many more intriguing posts making their way onto this blog so keep checking YDS out.

Big love to you all

xxxxxxx

Busy. Busy, Busy

Well guys, I have set a few challenges for myself over the next couple of weeks/months. The first of my challenges is to attempt to conquer the new Michael Jackson dance contest as shown on BBC3. Hopefully, I shall wind up owning the dance and yours truely could end up on TV!!

My second challenge is that of a sporting nature. I am going to take up boxing! WHY?!?!? I hear you ask. Well I have always wanted to give it a go and there is a decent club in town not too far from where I live and it will give me that disciplined edge. As an added bonus I can deck people when I get big enough and well.... good enough haha!

My final challenge leads me to becoming a DJ. Whether it be for a night club or just as a mobile one who knows. But I have the software (not good enough for hardware yet) and I would love to get cracking. I always have all the latest tunes and I get them before 99% of the people do here (courtesy of good links in USA who always get certain songs before we do by 6 months!!) so why the hell not. I can see myself educating the denizens of York with my fine selection of hip hop!

Hopefully I will become some sort of mega star in one of these activities. If not then at least it will go down as one hell of a ride. Can I pull this off?? Only one way to find out!!

As TCL would say..... Keep it locked (but on this case the 2nd greatest blog in the world) on YDS!

Big love to you all

xxxxxxx

Promotion AHOY!! Anyone want a job??

Right guys well firstly I wish to stick it to Viacom for banning my video due to copyright reasons!! Damn you, you cunt waffles!! Mini rant over...

I have been promoted wooop woooop! I have been put in charge of recruitment for York as well as sales rep meaning I get more money in my pocket! I have been told I will get head of recruitment of North Yorkshire if I do well at this!! So first thing first, who wants a job as a sales rep?? Pay is good as are the bonus' and incentives plus you get to work with me. What more could you guys ever want? If you are interested in this mini ad then let me know and we can discuss things.

Happy days are here again and at this moment in time I feel nothing can bring me down. The arrogance is back but this time it is for a reason. MONEY MONEY YEAH YEAH!!

Big love to you all

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POKER FACE!!!!

Yes as the title suggests, this is an entry on the song of 2009 (in terms of its dominance in whichever night spot I find myself in.) However this is with a twist. I came across this beauty recently off South Park (need I say any more) and well.... Take a gander at this comedic brilliance.



Big love to you all

xxxx

I Am No Longer A Bum!!!

Yes that's right guys.... I have a job! Not only that, but I have my very own car too. Right now, things are going amazingly well for me at the moment. My job is as Field Sales Representative of Everest Home Improvements, The window, conservatory etc people (if you have no idea who they are, google them!) and my pay is amazing. Well amazing for a 22 year old anyway. 36K!!! Thats only if I hit my targets, if I beat my targets then realistically I could hit 50K but right now I think 36K will suffice. Here is a link for all those doubters :p. Sadly it does appear to be very hard work in order to meet targets and then exceeding them with long hours needed!! OUCH! Hopefully my comedy won't suffer as a result nor the amount of time I see my mates!

Now my car. It is a Fiat Seicento SX 900cc. It cost only £695 and was bought by father dearest however I shall be paying him back when I get my first proper job paycheck (not including any part time time I did when younger lol!!) However it is only 900cc so dont expect me to be bombing past anyone in a hurry. It is however a beautiful car and I have named it Gianfranco after Gianfranco Zola as it is Purple(ish) and Italian and Zola is manager of West Ham United. How long I have Gianfranco is a mystery. If I sell well in this job I may well decide to upgrade my car and get that Lexus IS 200 I crave so much except maybe a new one LOL! No rush though as Gianfranco is MY very first car and it will be tought to leave him behind when I deem it right. Expect pictures of him coming up either tomorrow or Wednesday (as I pick it up tomorrow from Bradistan) on here and on Facebook.

Big love to you all

xxxxx

Comedyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

Well guys yesterday night proved to be what I can only describe as one of the best nights of my life. Yesterday was the beginning of a whole new dawning. A comedic dawning to be precise. Yes guys, I didn't bomb out of the Burtonstone Inn. Infact I (and the other genei comedians) totally owned the place.

Now I had invited some people along to the event to come and watch me, not expecting any of them to turn up, however 'lo and behold they do! Nerves set in.... Time passes by and when 8 o'clock arrives people start filing in and the place is packed. A really good atmosphere to be honest. After a while Seb comes on and does his compere which went down very well and introduced the first act.... Henry.

Now Henry is a special comedian. He uses the art of poetry in his and while not many people actually got what he said, he will go very far with his sets. They truely are a mark of genius. After Henry comes Pete (angry racist conker) and he comes on and does pretty well too. As he was going through his set, the tension within me grew and grew as I WAS NEXT! I awaited the dreaded muscle difference gag and I built myself up just hoping and parying I would be well recieved. Eventually it was my turn.

"Now ladies and gentleman, just to add a bit of ethnicity to tonights procedings I would like to bring on my next act.... Well he can't help it, he is from Scotland!!!!" Now that set up by Seb worked really well in my favour. As I walked up to the mic I began to wonder why I was here and why I was doing this to myself. My heart was pumping like you would never believe.

Well guess what.... I owned! Bits that I didn't think were funny turned out to be hilarious however my Felipe Massa joke nearly offended people but got a rip roaring laugh when I delivered the punch line.

I was told I was very confident and charismatic and had the skills to easily pull off comedy. One lass, who was particularly attractive, actually came up to me and spoke to me for quite some time about my set and life in general. She was one of very few people in the world who know of Sri Lanka hahaha!

After me, It was Spoon (not his real name) Fazz and John who all did really well and the night was going really well....

After Spoon, we had the interval which consisted of very very loud acoustic music. It was so loud, I had to retreat outside or use beer to drown out the sound. It was too much.

Now enter SJB of TCL. Now I love this guy, he is afterall a blogging brother and a brother in real life (not really but he is that damn awesome!), however he has had confidence issues with his sets. This has lead to a damaged camera, hat and many a ripped up set list followed by gushings of sheer anger! Well ladies and gentleman, he was the best performer of the night. He even took apart a dunken heckler and did what can only be described as SJB Victory Dance! It was manic. He shouted out whilst dancing...

"Haha I beat the heckler" in a very mimicking way, it was brilliant.

We were all so very proud of Sam due to the fact that we didn't know how he was going to behave heh.

After the highlight of the night came "the headline act" as Seb put it.... Beneri.

Beneri when switched on is the funniest guy I know and he should have owned the entire place. Sadly he didn't. While he didn't bomb by any stretch of the imagination, he did not do as well as he knows he should have done.

After the gig, we all headed off to dusk to celebrate our achievements for the night as well as raking in £103 profits!

I would like to thank Sam and Lisa for giving me money to get home, I shall definitely pay them before they go off to Egypt as they might need the money.

All in all it has been an awesome night and I look forward to doing all this again. The rush I got from making people laugh was amazing. You can't actually beat it.

Keep it locked on YDS for more crazy shenanigans, and who knows, maybe I have inspired you into the world of comedy.

Big love to you all

xxxxx

Bombs Away!!!

Do you remember the time I told you all about my new found hobby... comedy? Well last night the whole clan decided to attend an open mic session at the Olde Starr Inn in town. The pub itself was a classic ale drinkers paradise, and it was for this reason alone why we thought of performing there. Having arrived at the pub for 7:30, we all buy drinks (mainly coke as we wanted to be sober) and awaited patiently for our time to come (a lot later than we all anticipated!!)

The session was meant to get under way at about 8, however for some reason unknown to us, it did not start until about 11pm meaning I had missed my last bus home. (At this point I would like to thank Sam of TCL for the taxi ride home, I love this guy :D)

Eventually the session began and as ever there were a plethora of musicians. They all struggled to be heard over the background noise of people talking which must have been annoying, however they were well recieved by those who actually decided to pay attention. Finally it was the turn of Yorks Amateur Comedians (us) and Seb went up first.

He went up and we all expected good things from him as he has a very solid set. However due to the aforementioned noise, he was not able to project his voice enough and sadly those who listened were not receptive to his comedy. One guy, who can only be described as a cunt waffle, decided to act like a big shot and began to heckle Seb. Being the model pro that he is, he decided to carry on and finish off his set.

Pete then goes up and BOMBS big time. It was not his fault, the "big shot" decides to heckle again, disrupts Petes rhythm and ends up with Pete just leaving.

Eventually, Beneri decides to call a group meeting to tell Sam and I that there is no point going on stage as the crowd are "not ready for comedy." Sadly he is not aware of the blogging brother spirit.... WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK!!!! I wish we did....

Sam and I decide to perform as we have to get a taxi back and I had already spent nigh on 10 hours with Fazz during the afternoon/evening! Anyway Sam and I flip a coin and it is decided (after much arguing) that I shall perform first. Needless to say the heckler warns me that he will also go at me if he think I suck. I just said.... "If you don't like it then go kill yourself!" which seemed to shock him no end.

Anyway I end up performing and I got quite a few laughs apparently. The heckler tried to have a go but I winked at him and yet again threw his off course. He was quite complementary in the long run and said to me that he liked getting the abuse back (he was rather inebriated at this point however.) Where I bombed was that after the wink, for some reason I forgot all my set, I look at Browny, he looks back at me shouting "I think you're done mate" so I pop the mike back and yell out "thats me done for now folks... CIAO!"

Sam goes up after me and I could tell he was affected by the 3 of us before him bombing. Maybe he went in with too much expectations but his nerves kinda showed through. After 2 jokes, the heckler returns and rips into Sam. He goes on about how bad his set is (cardinal sin in comedy) and he winds up getting flustered and just storms off set. Now Sam is like a brother to me (blogging and in other ways that are none gay...) so I set about trying to console him. In all honesty, his set is amazing and out of all of us who performed, my set (the best recieved) is the weakest by far.

After a bit of soul searching and geeing up by the rest of us, Sam felt better and we all decided to have more beer to cheer up. We all arrived at the conclusion that the crowd tonight were crap, not listening and that while we bombed, it was not due to a bad set but due to conditions!

All in all though it most certainly was an experience. One that I won't forget and I will take what I have learnt into the 5th of September (be there) with the knowledge that it won't ever be that bad again.... Unless I am unlucky


Big love to you all xxxxxx

Goals Galore!!

Well the title is a little misleading.... There were no goals. I am of course talking about York City vs Rushden and Diamonds which took place yesterday! Accompanied by my good friend and fellow blogging brother Sam (TCL,) the two of us headed up to Kit Kat Crescent (Yes its named after a chocolate bar!?!) courtesy of Sam's dad for what was an eagerly anticipated match. Having got there a little early, we decided to head over to the bar to get beer! With both of us opting to get Carling Extra Colds, I pulled out my ten pound note expecting the worst when all of a sudden i get back more change than I had spent!! HAPPY DAYS! We drink our pints with gay abandon and eventually head off back to the stadium to take our place.



The match itself was of contrasting halves! In the first, YCFC were a complete shambles and a total bore. What made it worse was the fact that we had a goal disallowed. Disallowed so that we could have a free kick. Needless to say, "the referee's a wanker" was chanted by the Red and Blue army, and I dare say it was deserved. Michael Ingham was a legend that half as he bossed his area and was in complete control throughout the half. Super Mike indeed!!! So despite the fact we should have been 1-0 up, it was safe to say we were relieved to have gone in level.



The 2nd half on the other hand was amazing. It was as though Real Madrid had stepped onto the pitch as was the gulf in class. We completely tore into Rushden and had several chances to score and for some reason or other we didn't. I feel I must point out now that I have found an even bigger donkey than Shola Ameobi..... Step forward Mr Richard Brodie!! Clearly Sodje (whose name shall never ever be mentioned again on YDS) made him a better player. Brodie was a complete and utter joke. The first touch of an ox and the accuracy of blind monkey. Infact I guess one could say he was a winnet munching, cunt waffled spunk donkey!!

Throughout the match, the York faithful were in full voice and of course Sam and I joined in at all times and kicked ass leaving a giant York sized footprint behind! It doesn't need saying but our throats were destroyed by the end and we could barely talk! However I was impressed by what I call the "real fans" who turn up no matter what. Reminds me of being in the Gallowgate, except the Gallowgate is louder and scary at times (ahhhh you cant beat the Toon Ultra's)

At the end of the match we both decided to go for a MaccyD's (bad I know) and then head over to Varsity for another cool frothy beer! This was done while waiting for Lisa (Mrs TCL heh hope I am allowed to say that...) to come pick us up.

All in all it was a good match and I do want to see more YCFC matches however next time I feel its time for a Toon match. I know for sure it will be an experience for Sam to be in Gods own playground!!


Big love to you all xxxxx

ARGHHHHH!

So this post is to discuss my job hunt (or lack there of, of one!) It seems my decision to leave uni is proving to be a costly one and while I dont actually regret ditching Civil Engineering, I have a feeling that being without a degree, this whole thing could be fruitless. I have applied to a few jobs and not got a response, mainly dealing with sales and marketing which is the field I want to enter. However it appears no one wants an inexperienced drop out such as myself. So I was talking to my Aunt earlier and she thinks I should re enter higher education but stay in Yorkshire (she has the right idea!!) Of course I was unsure to begin with but have reached the conclusion that I should enter a field where recessions dont have much of an impact.

MEDICINE!!!

Should I choose to become a doctor then I am thinking of studying either in Sheffield or in York so I can keep costs to a minimum. However I cannot re enter University until next year leaving me with the real need to find a job.

If I am able to find a decent job with a decent wage (or not so good wage but with commission) then I would obviously stick with the job and use my charms to forge a career. My only problem is there is nothing going at the moment whenther it be in York or Leeds. I have considered widening my scope out to Manchester (WANKASHITE?!?!?!) however it would need to pay a lot to even out cost of transport etc.

I need your help guys!!! If you see any vacancies that I might have missed then please give me a buzz. Alternatively should you see a vacancy where you work then also let me know and if you can hook me up I will be indebted to you forever.

this YDS plea was brought to you by me!!

Big love to you all xxxxx

It has been a while!

Well guys I have had a prolonged absence from this blog and quite frankly it was for no reason at all. Quite a lot of event have occurred since I last wrote on here;

Michael Jacksons death
Me taking up comedy
Me dropping out of uni and commencing my very own job hunt
And the death of a true hero and legend in my life Sir Bobby Robson.

Lets start off (albeit very late) on Michael Jacksons death. It was a death that took the world by storm and shook it to its very core. I was in shock for a while in all honesty and it only really began to take hole about a week after. While all the tribute did grow tiresome after a while I appreciated that there were billions of people wanting to share their love for a man who has shaped a lot of peoples lives.

Now this whole comedy thing is a venture that I have undertaken along side my good friend Sam Brown of TCL. Good blog, read it if you have time (if not make some) and also read DUD Rock. Anyway I digress, this "workshop" for want of a better word is designed to help amateur comedians along their way and in September (5th.) We plan on doing an open night gig! It promises to be laughs all the way and I really hope you guys come and support/heckle me!!! The guys that are there (fazz, beneri, seb, pete) are all quality lads and are always on hand to give their advice.

A few weeks back I decided to make a life changing decision which involved leaving uni. Now this was greeted with wide spread shock among friends and family alike. However I deemed engineering not to be the subject for me and as such decided to get out and look for a job. Now without wanting to do what my fellow blogging brothers have done and detail out my hunt thus far all I will say is this. I had an interview at CPP today and as such is the only success I have had so far. I hope I do manage to get this job as it could prove to be quite lucrative so long as I do my job well. Will find out if I have made it to the 2nd interview by Wednesday I hope!

I feel I would like to end this post on a sombre note and pay tribute to a man who really has touched my (and many others) heart! Sir Bobby Robson RIP! This was a man who had a heart of gold and single handedly turned my beloved Newcastle United into one of the best teams in Europe. Oh how the mighty hath fallen eh!?! Despite being rediculously sacked by Freddie Shepherd 4 years ago, his legacy still lives long and strong within us today. Being a local lad, he knew what it meant to manage NUFC and he felt privelaged to have had the opportunity. I would just like to pay my respects the the man and tell him I will love him forever and never will forget him. RIP Sir Bobby Robson, it was a sad day for football when you passed on. The whole of the North East loves you and respects you. I hope the team does you proud this season and we make it back into the big time again.


Well I do hope I wont be leaving my next post for so long. Who knows, I might fanfare a new dawning with the event of starting a new job!!


Big love to you all


xxxx

The Death of My Beloved....

Well today has been a devastating. My beloved have been relegated and quite frankly it hurts. It marks one of the most depressing days of my life (sad i know but i bleed black and white.) Do i think we are going straight back up? Possibly, but who knows. Ironically, I feel worse than when I broke up with Sarah. I just can't quite bring myself to tears though. I will tell you this for free. Relegation sucks donkey nuts! Still loving the toon though and nothing will stop me. Not even Mike Ashley and his loyal band of idiots (most of whom have left anyway)

Big love to you all and of course NUFC

xxxxx

Survival!!!

Well as I am sure you know, I am a massive Newcastle United fan. I am sure you are also aware we are on the precipice of relegation. This is a video I have made as a way of showing the severity! CMON THE TOON.........HAWEH!!!!

Also today is the debut of a new look! A brand new logo thanks to TCL and a whole new layout!

Enjoy

xxxx

Nu Metal (of sorts)

Well guys whilst paroosing around Youtube I came across the best pieces of music ever. A metal and rap fusion. Here are a few videos from this guy. I love this fusion and I am sure those who like metal or rap will agree!

Enjoy

xxxx

YDS Logo!

Right guys I am appealing for some help. My older blogging brothers both have logos for their blogs. Sadly I appear to not have a proper one, nor do I have the software to design one. Please can someone point me in the right direction of suitable software. However should someone offer to do a design for me (I come up with it and someone draws it)I am more than willing to pay for a few beers for a night out!

Big love to you all

xxxx

Yo Ho

Here is the song Wrestler dude taught us in Jesters. Took DUD Rock and I a while to piece it together but after a bit of searching and rememberance, we did it!!!

PS I did most of it ;)

i put my cock right on her toe yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right on her toe yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right on her toe she said hey sailor thats way to low
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho

i put my cock right in her eye yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right in her eye yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right in her eye, she said hey sailor youre way too high
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho

i put my cock right on her knee yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right on her knee yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right on her knee she said hey sailor youre teasing me
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho

i placed my hands upon her tit yo ho yo ho
i placed my hands upon her tit yo ho yo ho
i placed my hands upon her tit she said hey sailor youre squeezing it
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho


i put my cock right in her clit yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right in her clit yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right in her clit she said hey sailor keep banging it
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho

i put my cock right in her mouth yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right in her mouth yo ho yo ho
i put my cock right in her mouth she said fkskfnsfsa;fs;f
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho

and now shes in a wooden box yo ho yo ho
and now shes in a wooden box yo ho yo ho
and now shes in a wooden box from sucking too many sailor cocks
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho

and now we'll dig her up again yo ho yo ho
and now we'll dig her up again yo ho yo ho
and now we'll dig her up again we fucked her once, we'll fuck her again
get in get out quit fucking about yo ho yo ho yo ho

Big love to you all

xxxxxx

WEMBERRRRRRRLY

Yes guys this is it! The third and final part of our awesome weekend. Anyway, Dave and I had only had about an hours sleep unlike Sam who had a fair amount! Anyway still reeling from the night before and feeling completely crap we leave my house at about 9am for the bus. I wanted to get there early should we encounter problems with the tickets. We go to Somerfield first to get some recovery supplies. In my case a Ginsters pasty and a Red Bull.

We get the bus to the station. Upon arrival to the station we head over to the ticket office where the cashier alerts us to the fact that as we are travelling as a threesome (not that 3sum guys) we would get discounted train fare. This made us somewhat happy. As a bunch of poor bloggers, any savings that we could find would be welcomed. We get the 10am train direct to Waterloo, well I say direct, we come across yet another mare! Someone in Swaythling station (which is like Poppleton to York) had died whilst crossing the track. He had electrocuted himself somehow (confirmed on South Today a few days ago.) This meant we had to head towards Fareham which is towards Portsmouth. Now my geography is not the strongest in ever but I can tell you, we were heading the wrong way. Eventually, we head off towards London and all is well. During the trip we give it the YCFC chants as per usual and gradually we get to London. Sam decides to take a few cheeky snaps of Big Ben and the London Eye. This was his first visit to London would you believe it?!?!

At Waterloo, we head off straight to the Underground where I warn Sam of the pitfalls of staying on the left of the escalators! Watching burly Southerners run past would have served as sufficient warning though i suspect. On the train taking us towards London Marleybone, we came across this weird guy who was asking us whether this was the train we wanted. We just pointed to our YCFC shirts and said we dont have a clue. Sadly he was next to us and kept on talking to himself. He was a rather dodgy fellow to be honest. The three of us look at eachother in bemusement and do our best not to laugh until we get to Marleybone. We get there and a state of confusion falls upon us. We head over to the overground section and we think we see our train. We run around for a bit trying to fathom out if this is indeed our train. Eventually, thanks to an elderly woman we figure out it is our train. We get on it and we see several Stevenage fans and the odd splattering of YCFC. We give it the chants again in an attempt to rally the troops. Sadly nobody was upto the task. We arrive at Wembley Station and OH MY WORD! We are over awed by the view of Wembley. It is a beautiful piece of architecture. That arch is rather orgasmic (this could be the civil engineer in me.)

As we exit the station, guess who we see bumbling past us!!. Yes thats right, the same mad man we saw on the trip to Marleybone. Somewhat stalkerish wont you agree. Blatantly a Stevenage fan though. We walk down Wembley way and head under some bridge. On the wall we noted a mosaic picture of Michael Jackson along with other notable people. Dave and I decide to have our photos taken next to the legend (closest we will get as we wot be going to the live shows!!) We continue on our way and think about buying flags and scarves but we decide to save our money for beer and programmes. First thing is first though, we had to go and check out and see if we would be allowed into Wembley due to lack of tickets. We head over to the East stand where York City representatives were based. I explain my situation to the cashier there. She asks me for my details and she goes over to talk to her superior. Sam, Dave and I huddle up praying and hoping that we would be allowed in. Suddenly she comes back with 3 tickets in her hand. RESULT! We are allowed in. Not only that, but we got upgraded to CLUB WEMBLEY seats. We totally jizzed in our pants when we realised. This meant that it was easier to get to beers and we would have comfy seats. Also, the tickets had a face value of £40 and we only paid £30. We were each a tenner up! Happy days! We get in, take some photos and buy bottles of Becks and head off to our seats. We are sat there in our seats and then Yorks anthem blasts out the sound system. All 3 of us in unison all sing out our hearts "CITY AT WEMBLEY, CITY AT WEMBLEY, CITY AT WEMBLEYYYYYY."

At 2pm, the match kicks off. In fairness, we should have got something grom the match. Despite what reports say Stevenage were not all over us. We had some of the better chances. Most notably in the 1st minute. However as the game wore on, they gradually got into the match and they scored 2 damaging goals. Our motto for the match was, win or lose, there will be beers. We lost, so we bought beers! However just after half time, the 3 of us had a moral victory. Behind us were a couple of guys with this flag draped over several seats. It was indeed a YCFC flag. It had not seen the light of day since promotion of '93. We took a few photos and sang the legend song at the owners of said flag!

After the match, we headed back into London. Sam wanted to do a bit of sightseeing. Sadly we were unable to see much as you really need a full day or so to enjoy the fruits of our capital. We were able to see the Eye properly as well as the Houses of Parliament. Sam was particularly drawn to the Duck tours. This was a bus that also went along the Thames showing you around London properly. Sadly we had to book in advance to get on. We decide enough is enough and we head back into Waterloo station for a Burger King. Now this in itself was an experience! I ordered a super XL Bacon Double Cheeseburger meal. Now the guy at the til clearly mis heard me but thankfully the man in charge picked up my order. He went on to check the guys work to notice his mistake. What ensued afterwards was quite hilarious. The boss winds up being quite short with the poor guy barking orders at him basically making him feel quite small. I found it to be an over reaction in all honesty. We wound up eating our meals and getting the train back to Southampton. When we get to Southampton (with no delays thankfully) we head straight back to my house to chill out. We attack the rest of Alcohol in Emergency (bought the night before/morning.) We each have a few glasses of Vodka and Coke before we decide to head off to Jesters. Jesters is a nightclub in Southampton which was voted by FHM as the worst club in the UK if not Europe!

Before leaving my house,we also messed about on the computer for a bit. A wee bit of Facebook and Youtubing and eventually we wind up on badgerbadgerbadger.com. This lead us to invent the following song

City city city city city city city city city city city city FA Trophy. This went on for a while and we sang it on the way down to the Palace of Dreams (Jesters.)

Upon arrival into Jesters, we all took note of the rather pungent smell, however the guys thought it was betetr than Galwa, which of course it is. Later on Sam tells me he wants to try out these famous Jesticles that I had told them about. We queue up waiting for a while and eventually get them. For some reason, they did not seem to have the usual kick that they usually do. Maybe it was the fact I was surrounded by Yorkshire folk and my tolerance automatically goes up. Who knows. Sam then decides to go for a tab and we follow him out. Well I say we follow him out but I somehow managed to "pull" some lass. We spent a bit of time talking and "dancing" and I urged Dave to get with her mate. I say this due to the fact that I saw her say "he wont dance with me" and looked rather dejected, Dave never picks up IOI's (indicators of interests to my non pick up peeps.)

After a spot of more dancing, we head over to a seated area indoors where we meet some of the biggest legends ever! I ask them if I can nick one of their seats to which they said yes and we wind up talking to them. We give it the legend song purely for the seat loan and off starts a friendship!!! One of the guys, who we called wrestling dude, taught us the following song

"I placed my hand upon her toe, yo ho! (yo ho!)
I placed my hand upon her toe, yo ho! (yo ho!)
I placed my hand upon her toe
You're drunk! You're drunk! You're way too low!
Get in, get out, quit fucking about! Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho! (Yo ho!)"

After this, it gets a bit hazy is all honesty. I remember exchanging chuck norris quotes and then somehow moving on to talking about wrestling. This is where we find out that wrestling dude is part of the SWA. This is where he got the name Wrestling dude by the way. SWA is the Southern Wrestling Alliance. Wrestling dude offered to take us to Fratton which is where it was based and give us basic lessons. At the time in our drunken mess we agreed to do it. Also we felt it would have been the perfect ending to an unbelievable weekend. We parted ways at the exit and we stumbled off home. When we got home, we deliberated with Sam whether he would be ok with travelling back so late and having his job affected. This boy is one stubborn fool. We went to bed agreeing we would do it.

When we woke up eventually, we were still certain we were going to do this. It was not until we get to the station to meet Wrestling dude that Dave starts thinking about money. He and Sam decide to catch a train straight back to York. They hurriedly buy their tickets and dash off quickly to try and get to the train. I head off telling Wrestling guy we cant make it as Sam and Dave had to go back. Two seconds later I get a call of Dave saying they missed the train and have to wait 30 mins for the next and if we wanted to do wrestling again. Dave was keen but also not at the same time. Sam was buzzing and I could tell he wanted to do it. Much like I did but the head ruled the heart and we parted ways. Me heading off to watch the rest of the Spanish Grand Prix and Sam and Dave going home.

Well guys this weekend has been an experience. The Yorkshire invasion was well worth the copious amounts of money we all spent. Over the Summer I want to try and top this weekend. It will be hard but Goddamnit we will try. Blogging these fun times make me miss them and wish they were coming up now. Today is the Lynx Bullet Launch Party in Manchester. Had it been due to funds or lack there of, we would have been there. By that I mean Dave and I of course. Sam is taken afterall hahahaha! I am home on June 10th anyway seeing as I have things to do. Most notably needing to sort out a Summer job. Would love the job at Atkins to be honest. Would be an amazing experience much like Corus but well thats another blog entry to be honest. Anyway thats it for now. TCL and DUD Rock all have blogged their way through their time down here. All of us have our own version of what happened. Worth reading to be honest.

Big Love to you all

xxx

Ballack Going Nuts

Also from the Chelsea v Barcelona fiasco, I came across this little gem on youtube. Yet again 2 posts in one day and in quick succession!

xxx

Curry And Metal!!

Whats up guys! The second part of the three part weekend bender here!! This is the day that Sam (TCL) is coming down here after work. He was due for arrival at 9:40pm. So anyway, Dave and I awoke fairly early in the morning for some unknown reason despite not getting to sleep until 4am. Regardless if that, I have my shower slowly get ready and go check on Dave to see if he is awake. We doss about for a bit talking about the night we just had and wishing and hoping that it had not been over and contemplating going to the launch party up in Manchester. After a short while, my house mate, also called Dave, came up to the living room and wanted to play Rock Band 2. So he wound up playing one song before leaving, giving us a chance to play. Our very own DUD Rock failed to get through any of the songs proclaiming that he was still drunk/very hungover. Deep down we all know he just does not rock hard enough (joke) haha! We read a bit more of Zoo, and by read I mean staring/perving at naked pictures of Bang Tidy women, for a while longer and to cheer up Dave. At this moment, a mare strikes. This has the potential to me a huge mare! I realise that the tickets for Wembley had not arrived. I try frantically to call York City ticket office but it comes to no avail.

Eventually hunger strikes Dave and we head over to Subway. Can't quite remember what it was he had indeed ordered but his first observation is that Northern Subways taste so much better than Southern ones! While in Subway, I try again to call York City but I reach the decision that they are closed and heading towards Wembley. After that, we head over to Varsity for a few beers. Yes thats right guys we went for more beer despite the fact that we were destroyed by the other night. As per usual, Dave bought a Cider and I bought more Beer. Carling Extra Cold to be precise. We sit there checking out the talent for a while. I pipe up and ask Dave if he would like to play a game of Pool. He says he would like to and we play a game. Sadly, I pot the black before clearing up my balls hence meaning that the jammy git beats me! Fortunately I equalise later by decimating the poor lad later. We decide to leave it at that until some hot lasses go to play some pool on the other table next to our. Dave and I look at eachother and decided to go play another round of pool. This would act as a decider aswell as get close to BTL! As the match progresses, Dave points out that the lasses would momentarily glance at us and then get back to the game. I never noticed this but in fairness we are Yorkshire so it is inevitable. Regardless of that, I won the deciding round of pool and leave it at that. We go back to the house for a while and Dave reads Zoo some more while I watch cricket and think about what night out we can plan for Sam. Suddenly it strikes me that I should call Wembley up and try to rectify the issue at hand with respect to the lack of tickets. After being placed on hold for a few minutes, I get through to this rather polite women and explain my situation. She explained to me that there was a good chance of us getting in but warned us not to hold our breath. I take some solace from that and the knowledge that with my bank card and suitable id we will get in (it has happened to people I know before.) Anyway I explain this to Dave and he appears to be relieved by what I told him.

After a short while, about 6ish, I decide that I am hungry but I dont know what Sam is doing food wise. I text him to see what he wants to do. Sam being Sam, he takes a while to text back. Eventually he does and claims he does not mind what we do. I tell him we should go for a curry when he gets back. After this I tell Dave we should go to the Dungeon. This is a nightclub that plays Metal (or so we thought!?!) all night. I decide to go to KFC and get a large portion of popcorn chicken. Dave decides to come with me and get some too. Upon eating these we go for more beers and watch the Championship Playoff semi final between Preston North End and Sheffield United. Needless to say we both wanted the Blades to win. They drew 1-1 but the Blades had an away goal! Anyway we stay there for a couple of hours and I tell Dave we should head off and meet Sam at the train station.

We had already consumed a fair few pints of beer already and we sit at the station people watching. I send a text to Sam telling him which platform to exit from. Eventually the train arrives and Sam emerges. We all give eachother hugs. Proper bromance is you ask me :D! Anyway I notice that the bus we want is waiting at the stop. We run towards it and the bus slowly moves away. We all shout out at the bus in the hope it would stop. Fortunately it did and we were very grateful to the driver. I broke the news to Sam about the ticket fiasco. He seemed somewhat concerned however was happy to go along with it. I also told him about the Dungeon. He seemed very pleased by this and thus dubbed the night Curry And Metal night (hence the title.) We get back to my house, all get ready to go out (collar popped cool yet again) and head off for curry.

Once we arrived at the curry house (Kohinoor) we sat down and all ordered our drinks. I was angling for a mango lassie and Sam wanted Kingfisher. Sadly they had neither so all three of us settled for pints of Cobra. Anyway, the time came to place our order. I ordered a keema naan and a lamb madras. Sam and Dave placed their order too. During the interim time, we discuss Wembley and the night out we had planned. Sam kept saying how much he loved Southampton. It would appear curry and metal is all it took hehe! Eventually the food came and Sam and I decide to leave a bit of each others so we could taste what we ordered. I was fairly happy with what I had ordered. Now I had a bit of what Sam had and in all honesty it was daaaaaaamn spicy. It was so spicy that I had to turn to my Madras to cool my mouth down. Crazy times happening down here you thinking? You would be right. Eventually we ate our meal and downed our beer, paid up and then headed off to the Dungeon. While heading down, we gave it the York City chants! They were the following;

City at Wembley
City at Wembley
City at Wembley
City at Wembleeeeeey

Which was basically our Wembley anthem. There was also

I say Minster, you say.... MEN
me: MINSTER
them: MEN
me: MINSTER
them MEN
me: MINSTER
them: MEN
everyone: WHEYYYYY.

And everones favourite;

We are fucking Yorkshire and we fucking love it na na na na hey na na na na hey!

Eventually we make it to the dungeon after 10 minutes of chanting. Now I cant remember exactly what songs were played but here is a low down on what I can remember. There was some Paramore, Rammestein (Sams choice of song), Slipknot, Aerosmith, Metallica, Guns n Roses, Papa Roach, System of a Down, Tenacious D, Disturbed, Pendulum, Linkin Park, Killswitch Engage, the Dr Who theme and last but not least LADY GAGA! Thats right peeps. Lady Gaga and Poker Face was played at the club. Sam, Dave and I just looked at eachother and just burst out laughing. Sadly for Dave and I, We requested Nightwish be played (Amaranth in paticular) but it was not played. Also I requested Slam by Pendulum however we got some weird version. Sam and I had planned to take our tops off and do the dance/mess about the fat guy does on the video of it. However we decided against doing this as the proper version did not come on. For one song (the name escapes me) Sam and Dave head off and try a spot of moshing. They were left with a bad taste in their mouth when nobody seemed interested in joining in. I would have helped out but being Yorkshire, I refused to leave beer behind! We reach the end of the night at about 2am and we decide on walking home giving it the old York chants again. We did this until we got to our street and for obvious reasons we decide to stop. When we get into the house, we decide we did not drink enough and we want more. However the possibility of not waking up and missing Wembley loomed large in our minds.

At about 3am and deliberating over what we should do, I told the guys I knew of a website that would deliver alcohol to our house, assuming it was open. Indeed this place was and Dave and Sam were left buzzing by the thought of alcohol being delivered here. Needless to say, we ordered 8 cans of Fosters, Pringles, Vodka and Coke as a mixer. It came to £25 which is a bit of a rip off but we drank through the tins of fosters and watched family guy off my DVD player. This place is called Alcohol in Emergency. This was the 1st time I had ever used this place and in fairness it seems like a really good business model. It should be available in all cities with students as it has potential to grow into something big. Would be better if the prices were more accommodating thought! Tiredness as slowly kicking in and Sam was gone by about 5. He could barely keep his eyes open and the same could be said for the rest of us. Eventually we all decided to go to bed and leave the night as it was and get up for about 8ish so we could get the train early into London to solve any problems we might get with lack of Wembley tickets!

Anyway guys, here endeth part 2 of our three part escapade in London/Southampton. Another big read and I hope you enjoy our endeavours thus far. We most certainly have.

Big love to you all

xxxx

Didier Drogba Hip Hop

Two posts in one day!! Aren't you guys lucky. I found this on the interent and deemed it worthy of YDS. If you remember the rant that Chelsea centre forward Didier Drogba went on after the Champions League semi final against Barcelona then this will tickle you somewhat. Tomorrow will be part 2 of our epic blogging weekend though.

Enjoy

xxxxx

Lynx Bullet Fun Times

So guys, here we go. The first part of a three part episode of the greatest weekend in living history! Picture this, it is late Wednesday/early Thursday and I am unable to get any sleep due to the sheer excitement pumping through my veins. I eventually get to sleep but wake up at about 10ish and get myself ready to meet Dave (DUD Rock.) Anyway, Dave was due to get into Southampton Central at 2:22 and was accompanied by the foods of the Gods otherwise known as Yummy Pigeon. We get to my house and we head off to Somerfield inorder to get some Black Sheep. Dare I say, this time I did not lose said Pigeon as it was consumed in my house and not in a massive queue in London!!! In preparation for BTL, Dave brought down a copy of Zoo which we perved over for a fair amount of time which made us both rather happy

Anyway after fine dining, we leave the house, collar popped cool of course, and we make our way to the station I discover a new ticket which saved me about £10 overall which included all underground needs aswell as the return to Waterloo. Upon arrival to London we make our way to the underground where we come across our 1st mare!! Now I appreciate most readers here will not be familiar with the Underground however it has to be one of the worst experiences ever! Our mare occurs at a stop called Bank. When we get there, we need to make a change in order to get to Liverpool Street station. Little did we know what fate would befall us! Upon arriving at the platform we needed, I see a hoard of people waiting to get onto the same train as us. I turn to Dave and say "we are now about to experience true Underground travel" Anyway we all somehow fit into the train but we are packed like sardines. Everyone is huddled up together and I wind up saying to Dave, albeit rather loudly, "Someone in here smells rather nice!" This lead to a few giggles from Dave, me and several train goers. Eventually we get to Liverpool Street station having barged our way through a few people. However we now reach the point of our 2nd mare!!!

Our 2nd mare occurs via the fact that we had no idea where Cargo (the venue for the party) was. I thought (this being the operative word) that my phone with its swanky gps system and sat nav would find it. Sadly this was not the case. It found everything else but the club. We decide to head toward Shoreditch station after 20 minutes of confusion and eventually we come across a map detailing of where we needed to be. Thankfully a rather friendly Londoner (yes they actually exist) helped us out and told us where to go and eventually we wind up outside the club!

Upon arrival we notice a huge Lynx Bullet can lighting thing with light protruding from it. Then a millisecond after that we notice a collection of BANG TIDY LADIES. We waited in a queue getting ready to go in and several Lynx babes were walking up and down the queue spraying guys and offering free samples. Now at this point I would like to point out that Dave had bought some before he left York and he gave me one (legend.) Now I add this because when the BTL approach us, we point out we bought some from Boots already in preparation for said night. Needless to say, they were very impressed. They asked us if it had been working to which Dave unequivicallay says yes. He has afterall been AMOGING back in York and I am witness to this, I of course have pulled a little bit too! Anyway I receive a high 5 off one of the Lynx babes. This would be the start of us owning London and the party!!

Eventually we get into the club and our initial reaction was of disappoinment. We look around and take note of how small the club was. We go on a wander around the club to check out whats going on and we slowly get at ease with it. There was the main seating area where the bar was, there was a dance floor where a few of the BTL were "stationed" and an outside terrace for smokers and people wanting fresh air! We go buy beer and cider (beer for me, cider for Dave.) Now Dave and I have noticed we have one weakness. We cannot say no to BTL. I say this as there were free drinks on offer that came in the form of shots of something very alcoholic and very strong and very disgusting! Anyway a couple of BTL offer the shots to us and we duly oblige. This was before we knew of the taste! We neck it, pull a funny face and go off to dance. Now for those of you who know Dave and I together when we dance we both get together and pull off a certain pose! Now this pose being DX! Dave assumes the position of HHH while I am Shawn Michaels. In doing this, I notice (Dave probably did too) that the Lynx babes kept noticing us. After a few more shots of God knows what, and more DX poses, one of them approaches us and tells us she likes our crazy nature. She stays with us for a bit talking to us asking us where we are from and what we do. She also points out that one of the BTL is from York. We never did find out which one it was but we quite happy that we were wel represented! After a while we get a photo with her each and she heads back. We get back to doing our thing, walking about and we spot a booth. Upon closer inspection we notice that Lynx babes are in there offering a photo opportunity with them. We decide it would be cool to get an official photo so we await our turn. For my photo I actually turn to them both and say "You know what ladies, this is a dream come true. Not everyday I have 2 beautiful women on round me" They giggle as I leave and thank them and we wait for our photo. We await for our photo to come out and we get an apology from one girl saying that the photos will be some time. As we wait the same girl talks to us for a bit. To my amazement she was actually aware of what Civil Engineering was (at that point I could have kissed her.) She turned out to be from Brighton and was at Uni in Loughborough ( I should have gone there dont you agree?) Eventually we get our official photos and we go back to buy more alcohol and free shots! We dance some more and Dave somehow manages to get a kiss (albeit on the cheek but still...) off one of the BTL. Naturally I take a photo of this. It is a contender for pic of the year for sure. Eventually we head over to the seating area where there is an X Box and PS3 there. Why there needs to be such gadgets around when women are around to be perved on escapes me but we did not go on it. We sit down and Dave, buoyed from the kiss wants to hit on the more "common woman." He devises a plan of action (POA if you are Browny heh) but in the end we decide against it. We go outside for what was meant to be a brief moment but we end up sitting taking the odd photo and sit by a table drinking cider. I challenge Dave to a match at table football which of course I won. Next to the table sat an older woman. She talks to us for a bit. She was from Lincolnshire and was accompanied by her husband and 2 kids! This was very weird to us. Why would kids go with their parents to such an event? Anyway we wind up talking to her and her husband for a bit and slowly it appears to me that Dave is pulling her. Unwittingly nonetheless but still pulling. I sat there wondering why the husband did not give a fuck over this and it dawned on me. They were swingers. They wanted a 3 some with Dave and they were being subtle about it. The women plants a whopping great kiss on Dave as we are about to leave.

Now we come across our biggest and best mare to that date! Yes guys there are more mares to come in the up coming parts! We exit Cargo and try to make our way back to Liverpool Street. We wind up asking several different people how to get back as in our inebriated state we could not remember our left from our right let alone anything else. We get to the station and Dave tries to get a ticket for the Underground. We stood there together trying to find Waterloo but it is nowhere to be found. We both type it out thinking we were unable to spell!!! Only after 10 minutes of ranting and raving at the machine do I then realise we are using an over ground machine! I yell at Dave to quickly get downstairs to the underground and eventually we get a ticket to Waterloo. Fortunately, the tube was not busy at all and eventually we make it back to Waterloo. The journey from there to Southampton was painless. We just slept a bit as we had naff all the morning before! We get a taxi from the station and get back to the house. It is about 4am in the morning and we await the arrival of our 3rd blogger and good friend Sam (TCL).

That night was one hell of an opener to our greatest weekend ever. Alcohol, women and Pigeon. Stay tuned for the other 2 days of action. All packed with Yorkshire goodness. I hope you enjoyed reading part 1 as much as I enjoyed the night. I doubt it but you never know haha!

Big love to you all

xxxxx

Yorkshire Invasion

Well guys, the best weekend ever is officially over. Stay tuned over the next few days as I shall be blogging on what awesomness we did!

Big Love guys

xxxx

The Weekend Begins.........

Well guys as we speak Dave (DUD Rock) is on a train headong down to here to Southampton. As has been well documented on TCL, DUD Rock and YDS, a massive 3 day bender is about to commence as of tonight. Dave should get to here at 2:22 (spooky or what?!?) accompanied with Pigeon! Well tonight, we have the Lynx Bullet Launch Party which promises to be full of BTL (Banng Tidy Lasses) which promises to be fun filled as well as photo filled heh. Tomorrow we have a proper night out planned with the hope of going to a strip club which is always a good laugh and Saturday will be awesome with Wembley. I just hope these bloody tickets arrive soon otherwise we are screwed. Anyway, the dream shall we lived soon!

Big love to you all

xxxxx

R&G Is Dead....All Hail YDS

So as you can tell, I have changed the name of my blog. I did not feel that Rhythm and Gangster was an appropriate name for my blog and have finally given it a proper title. Yorkshireman Down South!! It is of course correct. I am Yorkshire and I live down south for Uni. Hopefully the links on TCL and DUD Rock will still work to get you here.

Big Love to you all

xxxx

Fun, Fun, Fun

Well guys, it has been a while since I posted on here but now is the time. Next week is going to be one of the best weeks in my life. On the 7th of May, Dave and I are going to the Lynx Bullet Launch party. Somehow Dave won the tickets in some competition. It is in a club called Cargo which is in Shoreditch (5 mins from London Liverpool Street) I had intended on posting a video much like the one on DUD Rock but I seem to be having problems uploading it onto here. Then of course, May 9th is Wembley time. York City v Stevenage Borough. Its a triumverate of bloggers, with DUD Rock, TCL and R&G all hitting London. Of course hoping for a YCFC win and I have bought a football shirt in honour of the event. Of course for pure ease, Dave shall stay with me from the night of the 7th 'til the morning of the 10th. A night out on Friday is a must to Reflex. We shall all own the nights out and make the South ours for the taking. Expect a massive blog telling you all about this.

Big love to you all


xxx

My New Phone

Well guys it has been decided. I went for the Blackberry Storm. My initial reason was that Vodafone were far nicer to me than O2 were when talking about respective phones. I know that seems rather stupid, to pick a product purely based on customer service for one day, but with the decision being so tight, little things like that can sway opinion. Anyway, phone wise I believe I have made the right choice. It has a far more friendlier interface and texting on it is easier than on the IPhone. As we speak, I am putting on the new firmware which will improve the phone so much more. Brilliant piece of kit and at £30 for 200 mins and 1000 texts, I think I did well out of it albeit for a 2 year contract. Anyway just thought I'd let you all know what I did.

Big love to you all

xxxxx

My Top 10 Songs Right Now

I got bored and deemed it a good idea to show people what my top 10 songs were. This is in descending order going from 10-1 obviously!

Enjoy

xxxxx

Sexy Time Without The Hassle

Now I do not want to turn this blog into what will seem to be my sexual exploits past, present or future, however I do feel the need to to mention my sudden change of fortune with the female species. Over the last few days, I have been propositioned by a few bang tidy lasses to have some sexy time. Both of which wanting to be fuck buddies (for want of a better word) which I have never had the pleasure of experiencing before. I have had one night stands in the past and been in loving relationships however to take a quote straight from my dad "play the field, live a little son" I feel it is now time to have some fun again. Have no fears, I shall not be blogging my fun times with these women but I found it to be a rather intriguing turn of events. Maybe I should do Maths revision more often.

Big love to you all

xxx

Mobile Phone Dilema

My current phone is crap and does not even belong to me. I want a new phone. Check out the vid below and help me please!

Birthday, Pigeon and Nightwish!

Well guys this is it. A monster of a post is about to be unleashed on you all concerning the last two days. As I am sure you all know, it was my birthday on the 10th of March, and with it being my 22nd, I saw no great reason to really celebrate as lets face it, from now on it's just numbers. Anyway, I went out regardless for a mates (James) birthday as it was his 21st and I have known him since college.

Before I had even got there, my first (of which there are many to tell) drama occurred. I was in Somerfield holding two bottles of Black Sheep (best ale in t' land) and a 4 pack of San Miguel. 'Lo and Behold, I found myself standing behind an inebriated woman wanting to buy more booze. The manager comes out onto the store front and basically tells her that he will refuse to sell the beer to her as she is already under the influence. Anyway, an argument ensues and its to her throwing the cans on the floor and thusly bursting spraying everywhere. Now I was first in line to get sprayed and in all honesty I was pissed off. If it was not for the security guard man handling her, I could have very easily swung for her myself. Anyway I could not get changed, as I was already late so I showed up reeking of alcohol and not drinking anything as of yet.

Anyway, I get to his house and the pre drinking commences. All is well as people gradually filter in and we all decide that Vodka Revs was the place to go. Now initially, all is well. I buy a strawberry flavoured cocktail (the name escapes me at this very moment) and we are all sat by a table conversing away. This is all I remember from the night. I wake up the following morning feeling rougher than anything only to find donner kebab everywhere. I have no idea how I got home and how much I drank, but I can safely say it was a lot. I hate it when I forget things like this. Always makes me question what went on.

In the morning, of the 11th, I found myself at the uni library working away like a good boy and getting all excited about Nightwish. Finally I finish what I wanted to do and go to save my work. The computer refused to save my work. I have never sweared so much in my life over an inanimate object before but I was fuming. Bear in mind folks I was still rather sensitive over the following night. Anyway I leave my stuff by the computer and dash off home to get my USB stick, come back and eventually save my work.

After all this, I head off for the train station and am accompanied with Katie (one of my housemates). Now she had reserved some tickets to go visit her boyfriend in Bristol but sadly lost her card and was unable to prove her purchase of the tickets. Bless her, she tried to barter with the guy to let her have her tickets however he would not budge Now she was stuck with a rabbit and a huge suitcase and clearly quite upset. Up steps Captain Yorkshire (I think this should be my new nickname people) and I pay for her ticket to get to Brizzle. Aint I a nice chap :). Anyway she was dead grateful and has got her boyfriend to pay me back just now which is good. Anyway after this entire fracas, I call Dave to apologise for my tardiness and get on the train to Waterloo. Now I am on the train happily drinking my Sprite and listening to Nightwish to get me into the mood for the gig at night and I over hear a phone conversation between some lass and who ever she was calling. She was going to York!! This made me sad a bit because to be honest I miss that city. I got over it though when I reached Waterloo as I knew I was slowly getting closer to Nightwish time.

I get to Waterloo and give Dave a call letting him know that I have arrived. Now I receive the first brilliant thing of this trip. This of course being Birthday Pigeon. Boy oh boy have i missed the culinery prowess of that place. Even with it cold and being a day old, it was still so much better than the rubbish I eat here. Regrettably, I go to a shop later on to buy a drink and i accidentally leave it behind.Have no fear though people, I did eat most of it! However we had to make our way to Brixton. To get there we had to use the Underground. This in itself posed a few challenges. One being the damn ticket machine. The touch pad not being sensitive enough one moment to being overly sensitive later. I spelt Brixton like this BBBRIXTOONN first time round and second time tound it just didn't work. Thankfully we were sorted eventually and we were on our way. Anyway by that time, we were outside Brixton Academy and was about one hour away from the doors opening. At this point, Dave and I grew more and more excited about the gig and wanted seven o'clock to come quicker. Eventually we get ushered into the building where we are searched for weapons etc.

When we got into the stage, we were quite shocked as to how small it was. We were expecting some massive arena but it was actually rather small and dare I say cosy!
Twenty minutes or so after we get in, the first warm up act shows up and performs. They were a girl rock band called Indica and oh my word, they were all BANG TIDY! Dave wanted the red head, while I was after both blondes. It's how we roll I suppose. In fairness, musically they were also very good and will be going into HMV at some point and will buy one of their albums. After Indica, we were "treated" to Pain. Now in my opinion, I thought they sucked. It was all screaming which really is not what I like. I do not mind a little bit of shouting down the mic but for the whole song it just seems talentless and pointless. I was happy when they were done as it meant that Nightwish were next.

After an extended break, which felt like hours, Nightwish finally came on. They were absolutely amazing though and well worth the wait. They played the songs I wanted them to play. These songs being Amaranth, Nemo, Dark Chest of Wonders, Escapist and I Wish I Had An Angel. They also played others such as Islander, Siren, 7 Days to The Wolves, Romanticide and Ghost Love Score. According to Annette, who was beautiful and I kept shouting "marry me Annette", this was the first time they ever played Romanticide in a live gig. Another first (albeit only for the UK) was the use of full pyrotechnics. This made an already amazing gig so much better. There was fire and fireworks making it truly spectacular. For I Wish I Had An Angel, a mosh pit was formed and Dave thrusts the camera in my hand and runs off to join it. It is fair to say he owned that pit. Throughout the gig though, we did do the legend chant for Nightwish which went a little something like this (for those who are unaware of the chat)

Nightwish is a legend
Nightwish is a legend
Na na na na hey
Na na na na hey

and we also did

We are fucking Yorkshire
And we fucking love it
Na na na na hey
Na na na na hey

After the gig we decided it would be good to head off to Southampton and go peacocking in Reflex. Fortunately for me, my punt to buy a day return paid off as we caught the 23:39 from Waterloo back down. Sadly it only got as far down as Eastleigh which distance wise is about the same as Strensall or Poppleton is from York. From Eastleigh we caught a rail replacement bus to Southampton. However once we got to Reflex, after some needless trekking, we were told we could not get in as we were too late. Shame really as we really wanted Hulkamanias and hit on hot Southern women. In the end we got cheeseburgers and walked off back to my house. They were not Pigeon standard but we agreed not to expect such quality down south.

Today, Dave went back up to York (lucky git) and I know for a fact he is doing a blog on Nightwish, with his containing pics!

All in all it has been a fun filled two days and has been the best birthday ever. Up next we have the Michael Jackson gig in July and of course the Survivor Series tour in November. One added bonus to the MJ gig is that I know this BANG TIDY lass thats going and she wants to have sexy time with Captain Yorkshire (got it in there slyly) so not only will I get to see a legend, but fun times with sexy ladies to be had too! Also, depending on what peoples thoughts are on this, a few of us mates might be going on a holiday somewhere. Italy or Spain most likely.

Wow this is a big read and while not as big as TCL or maybe what DUD Rock will write, I would like to congratulate you on getting this far down. I look forward to whatever else we have planned for this year, but all I will say is that if its anything like the last couple of days have gone then I say BRING IT ON!.

Creed - My Sacrifice

I have decided to include this sond into my blog, as I believe that it is one of the most beautiful songs ever made. Was initially used for WWE Desire way back in 2001, but heard it again recently on the music channels and got me reminiscing.

Creed widget by 6L & Daxii

Dude, I Wanna Take You To A Gay Bar

So as I am sure you can gather from the title I have recently paid a visit to a gay bar. This infact happened last night. It was my mate, Hannah's, birthday and the theme was 80's. Sadly due to a lack of funds, I did not partake in the dressing up however I did go to the club. Now this is the first time I have been to one of these places and in truth, it took copious amounts of alcohol to feel comfortable.

Anyway one reason for this blog is to comment on stereotypes and whether or not they are unfounded. Last night I saw alot of short haired, butch lesbians who would no doubt knock me out with one punch and also bore witness to a fair amount of promiscuous guys. With this in mind, the stereotypes I had were indeed found to be correct.

Thankfully, I was not the only straight guy there and to be fair, none of us enjoyed the night that much and all agreed we only went as it was Hannah's birthday. We ended up leaving at about 12:30am having entered the club before 10 so we got in for free. One advantage to this place is the cheap alcohol that was on display. Double Vodka Red Bulls were £1.50 as were pints of beer. Another thing I hated about this place was the vast majority of women there were BANG TIDY!!!! Now for those of you who are unaware of BANG TIDY, it basically means fitttttt as. Now this in itself was not a problem, it was the fact that they were lesbian and I had no chance of scoring. A night out without any decent female interaction is kind of sucky. That said the last woman I pulled (well remember pulling) was scary :(. It was maybe a blessing in disguise!

Fortunately, I went for a curry and felt somewhat appeased for the lack of a decent night. One thing I can say, is that I will never ever go back to that place or any of its ilk ever again. What good is a night when you can't hit on anyone.

Maybe when DUD Rock pays a visit in a couple of weeks, he may want to go there! Should that be the case, I will leave him to it and will head off to another place. hahahaha

Big love to you all

xxxxx

Nightwish Gig

As you can see by the countdown timer, I have decided to accompany Dave to the Nightwish gig. Now I am aware on what you are thinking. Yes this is not normally my sort of muic, however I am really getting into them. While they will never ever replace rap or any music of that ilk, one is allowed to broaden horizons with respect to music.

Expect a good blog from this as DUD Rock and R&G peacock not only London but Southampton too. Beware pesky southerners, a Yorkshire invasion is imminent.

Big love to you all
xxxxx

Smackdown Attitude Era

Came across this by chance on Youtube while waiting for Raw to come on (ah the joys of lectures starting at 4pm). Brought back many memories of when WWE (WWF back then) was at its peak.

The Yorkshire Code

Far superior to the Da Vinci code. This is a set of rules that govern whether or not you are truely Yorkshire!

1)Thou shalt always accept a rock off challenge and defeat the southerns (rap battles also count)

2)Thou shalt always have a pint of Yorkshires finest in your hand (Black sheep)

3)Always spread the good word of Yorkshire to all whom are not fortunate enough to live in this great county so that they too may become enlightened

4)Thou shalt treat the people of Lancashire with contempt as they are the greatest of all evil

5)On every night out, a Yummy Pigeon must be consumed for it is the food of the greats and Yorkshire is the land of the greats

6)Know that anything south of Sheffield IS south, and as such is inferior

7)Thou shalt acknowledge that you are harder than any southern fairy and as such will consume greater amounts of Yorkshires finest (as stated in rule 2)

8)"Lets face it, if it is outside of Yorkshire, it aint worth visiting" becomes your mantra

9)London is not the capital of England, York is.

10)Lard is your friend.

11) Thou shalt not give a fuck

12)Thou shalt not only read Rhythm and Gangster, but the mighty TCL too for they are the way, the truth and the light. It is the Yorkshire Bible.

Following this set of guidelines entitles all the folk of Yorkshire to live a prosperous life and to remain truely great.

Big love to you all


xxxxx

Happy Valentines Day??

Well here we are. On a day dedicated to lovers. I myself have never been a fan of this day due to the commercial nature it has become. Also I am somewhat tinged with a little bit of jealousy seeing people prance about with lovers and I am stuck on my own. Such contrast to last year when I was with someone leading to a night I dare not go into on this blog (hehe)

Anyway I digress. My reason for this entry is not to come across as bitter towards today but to vent how I feel. My thoughts towards this day refelct how I want to feel with relationships in general. To quote Canadian comedian John Lajoie "I don't give a fuck". This fundamentally is where I desire to be. I want to be in that place where if I find someone then great but if not then "I don't give a fuck!" I guess it is hard for me to find someone considering my conflicting locations, being York and Southampton, making it hard to form any meaningful relationship with a girl.

Now that I have that out the way, I do wish couples a happy Valentines day. Enjoy the night ahead!!!!! Just do not tell me about it in the following few days cos quite frankly if you tell me, I will rip your head off and shit down your neck :P.

Much love to you all

xxxxx

Gone but Never Forgotten

This video is a tribute to Shay Given. This guy has kept my beloved NUFC in the premier league for so long and will be missed greatly. A true gent on and off the pitch and a great ambassador for the club. Best wishes for your time at Man City.

Charles Hamilton

Only recently came across this! Charles Hamilton November 10th. What I like about this is the mix with a classic Sonic the Hedgehog theme and the occasional Sonic referenece. I certainly love this song, and believe this is pure rap unlike most of what you hear today, I hope you to appreciate this.

Big love xxxx

You What???

Well to a lot of people this will seem trivial at pedantic. A couple of nights ago, I awoke to some serious hunger pangs and deemed it necessary to buy doner meat and chips. Now at home, this would involve a visit to the legend that is Yorks Yummy Chicken (Pigeon?!?) Now for me it is standard to have paprika with my doner meat and chips, I must add here that the paprika from YYC is sexual to say the least, and decided to ask for some from the place i eventually chose. Horror struck when it kebab vendor exclaimed they didnt have paprika!!. Oh boy did my heart sink. Doner meat and chips without paprika. Nightmare!!!!! Ah well, I thought, I will go ahead with the purchase and just add garlic sauce instead. People this was the worst meal I have ever had the displeasure of eating. It is an insult to the good name of YYC and I vow never to return there again.

As I said at the start, this may seem random and petty, but for me it is baaaaaad. Suppose it goes to show how boring life can get during exam periods haha.

Bog love to you all xxx

New Hair

So here it is, my new hair style. I have been talking to a few people down here for a while now about doing something outlandish/stylish with my mop and yesterday, I finally did. Went to VK in Southampton, where the hairdresser herself, was fairly sceptical of what the final outcome could become. Needless to say, she loved what it looked like in the end and I dare say, it looks rather good! I have to say, that they don't half treat you well in VK. I went in, and was given a complimentary drink and biccie (chocolate no less hehe) and they were always pleasant and not the least bit pretencious, which you normally get in places like that. Anyway hoping to come home soon so you York folk can tell me what you think!!!

big love to you all xx

Xmas Hols in York!!