almost broken, pritchard checking in

Friday 15/08/08

Woke again at 6.30am feeling like shit and rough as fuck. To start the day jim hickey wanted us to to do a morning of GV’S (general views) so we had to walk round a packed (when I say packed I mean packed to the point of clostraphobia) market looking at live frogs being skinned alive and still kicking 10 min after and pig’s heads along with all kinds of stuff. There’s so much variety I wouldn’t be surprised if I saw a cooked humans cock there haha. My hangover was taking it’s toll as it was 35 degrees and people everywhere, I was spinning out big time but managed to hold it together.
Next up we went to a place where if you have a cold or are not well then the combodians don’t go for your usual parecetamol they get bloody done over instead. Me and daint came out of there scared to our eye balls and inn right agony but at the same time the situation was hilarious. I’ve also just found out that my scare’s are gonna last a month, stoked.
We went filming at the port next to the river for one of the funniest things we have ever done. Daint laughed that much he was gonna be sick and steve our medic and security said he has never laughed that much since he was a little kid. I’d love to share the story with you all but im not allowed but put it this way it was fucking funny and it’ll be on the Cambodia series when it hit’s MTV. I’ll give you a clue though, it involves my cock and that’s all im giving you.
We had to drive 2 hours out of the city for our next scene so we jumped into our crew mini bus and a few miles down the road we did some filming of the 2 of us in our jeep making our way to an 11th century budhist monastery on the top of a mountain. I was so tired from lack of sleep and drinking my brains out that I needed an hours sleep before filming at the monastery so I grabbed it in the mini bus as the crew set up. When they finally woke me I realised it was a massive walk up the longest set of stairs to the top and I was knackered. It was all worth it when we got to the top though as we had a 360 deg view of Cambodia and it was just stunning. The monestry was another eye opener as it was so old and there were Buddhist monks everywhere praying and having their hair shaved off haha. Just as we sat down to film the heavens opened and it didn’t stop all night so we spent it filming in a tiny little prayer room with budha looking down on us and a load of lit candles.
We finished at 8 pm and jumped into our mini bus for our hotel. I filled myself up with my usual chicken curry loaded my blog onto dains kill city site (keep eye’s peeled as im gonna sort out my own S.W.Y.D blog out when I get home) got changed and we all headed out for our last night on the tiles. All the crew were together and we spent the night getting smashed and reminiscing over the weeks footage. As we got to the bar we’ve spent most of our time inn DV8 at 2am we found out they were shutting but as soon as they saw us they re opened. It took half hour to try and get the music going but we eventually got there and we all spent the night fighting over it “my turn, my turn, you were on last” haha the tunes were smashing out and as per usual dancing on the bar was on. 6am and the mellow tunes came out i.e cat stevens, Elton john, john lennon etc.
I think I got my head down at about 7am and got woken at 11 to go filming.

Staurday 16/08/08

We only had to film one little thing this morning so it wasn’t to bad. Jim hickey then said those magical words “it’s a wrap” and we all hung overly started shouting and handing out high fives.
In my hotel room writing this now and contemplating having my last chicken curry before we leave at 3.30pm.
Ladys and gentlemen bring on SOUTH AFRICA.
The heavens are have opened and the thunder and lightening is going off again and so I my stomach and brain. I hate flying and especially in this weather. We arrive at the airport check inn and wave our goodbyes to one of the best country’s I’ve been to. Were heading to Bangkok first and we have 6 hours to spend there before we catch our flight to S.A, it will take 3 flights to get to our destination Durban. We arrive in Bangkok and grab some food have a foot massage then check inn. We board the plane and im still hungover and feel like shit then the plane starts chundering down the runway and all I can think of is “hand on a min, is this plane going fast enough?” it’s going slow and we must be getting to the end of the runway any min. im sweating and got the look of fear on my face as the plane literally leaves the runway right at the end of the thing and it seems in trouble climbing. Thank god I wasn’t sitting next to daint or he’d be ripping me big time. I was in this mess for half hour because it took that long for the plane to get above the clouds.
Had my food and slept the whole 10 hour flight waking in time for my breaky. As we leave the plane one of the boys said to me “did you hear what happened to sam (camera man) on the plane?” the guy he was sitting next too was feeling him up in his sleep and when he woke up this dude had his hand on his cock, horrible. Sam reported it to airline staff but the dirty cunt got away.

Sunday 17/08/08

Im in johanesburg airport now checking inn for our final flight to durban then we have the day to ourselves to do whatever we want.
Arrive at durban picked our bags and net our fixer. Jumped into our mini bus for the 2 hour drive to shakaland zulu reserve and as we arrive there are 4 giraffes walking around. Daint kept saying south Africa reminds him of wales until he saw the giraffes. This reserve is fucking sick, check it out at www.shakaland.com and you’ll know what im talking about.
Our rooms are are like these huge straw beehive looking things and a zulu took my bags down to my room and as he opened the door I was very surprised as it looked very comfy. I emptied my bags, sat down and read up on some of the info package that we got i.e how to greet a zulu, say hello and thank you in their launguage etc. once I did that I had a fucking fight with the plug socket and my travel adapter. I plugged it inn and it kept dropping out so I could charge my phone, computer so it took a bit of ‘adapt over come’ on my behalf and trap it inn whilst the adapter is balancing on top of the computer and a coffee cup pushing in the plug finally I got it working.
I started reading my russel brand book and then daint popped in and we went to the camp fire for a few beers (only a few I was having as I needed a rest from the stuff as I know when we hit cape town im gonna batter it) and waited for everyone else to turn up. I started feeling a bit ill with the hot and cold’s and shivering so I ate some food and got back to my beehive for 9.30pm and instantly fell asleep.

Monday 18/08/08

I woke this morning inn a right mess and really feeling the effects of my illness so I shiveringly walked to breaky not too good. Steve gave me some paracetamol and then I had a hot shower and I slowly started coming round. When your on shoots like this there’s no time for illness as you’ve got a job to do so you just have to grin and bare it. I mean, if you couldn’t get out of bed then fare play but the production and the shoot your on could all be put in jeperdy and that’s a lot of money down the pan and what could have been a great shoot along with the great experiences were having filming our show.
I was fine anyway so happy days. We drove from shakaland to another zulu reserve where we shot a comedy scene which I cant wait to see edited down and we also did our chat with a guy called vince who would guide us to where the zulu tribes are and what kind of legal high’s they would have to offer us. It was a lovely setting, me, daint and vince sat round a fire in the darkness only with oil lamps and the fire as light with the sound of a running stream in the backround.
The parecetamols must be wearing off again as im shivering again and im refusing beer so I couldn’t wait to get back to shakaland smash some food down my neck pop another 2 mind smackers on the head and go to cloud cuckoo land.

Ttuesday 19/08/08

I woke up at 3am this morning thinking my alarm had woke me up for my call time of 7am so I jumped into the shower all ready to go for breaky then I realised it was 3am and I was sleep walking, bloody hell taxi for pritchardo. I took my clothes off snuggled my head into the very comfortable pillows provided and re awoke at the right time feeling much better.
Were leaving shakaland today and staying with the zulu’s tonight so I packed my bags had breaky, loaded the mini buses up and off we went.
Today is really sunny and you can tell it’s put everyone in a good mood as it’s been overcast and cold for the last 2 days.
Spend all day filming with the zulu’s who are a right top laugh. It’s weird cause when you meet tribes like me and daint have you have to sus them out first before you can be yourself around them as you don’t want to offend. Doing what me and him do we could quite easily do that in our first second of meeting them. Take it from me, the zulu’s were up for anything and found us quite amusing which was a great start. These dudes are the real deal and we were tio spend the next 2 days in their company along with their 5 wife’s each. Lucky bastards.
We spent another night in traditional zulu beehive huts but these one’s didn’t have tv’s in them so we went down to have food and some booze but I only managed 2 jack’s as I was still feeling really ill. Im never ill so when I am im a right grumpy tit. I feel like im wasting away and it’s starting to spin me out a bit so much so im gonna have a bupa MOT when I get home to make sure im ok. It’s most prob all the partying etc and fingers crossed not some tropical disease. I say my goodbyes and went straight to my room and was in bed by 9.30pm.

Wednesday 20/08/08

Wake up still feeling like shit but made it down to breaky for some food. Did some more filming with the zulu’s which, today was quite emotional for the 2 off us and tears were very close to being shed on camera for the first time. It was an amazing experience though and one I’ll never forget along with all the others I’ve had filming this show.
We had to do some more filming involving the 4+4 jeep and I was driving. The terrain is proper rough and bumpy but I had a lot of fun driving inn it. I don’t know what it is with me but as soon as anyone knows im driving they instantly shit themselves and start talking to me like im a 10 year old. Does anyone trust me??? Am I that bad a driver???? Are they scared for their lives???? It’s most prob a mixture of all of them to tell you the truth. I suppose im like peter pan behind a powerfull beast and inn half hours time it all comes true haha I reversed whilst the passenger door was still open and I basically ripped the door off it’s hinges hahaha. We tried to repair it to try and make it not look as bad as it was but no luck, that’s the joy of insurance even though their run by rip off merchants.
We say our goodbyes and head on our 2 hour journey to Durban. We arrive at our hotel and it’s fucking bling bling as fuck. Me, daint and steve share a 3 floor penthouse and I have the upstairs bedroom which overhangs the living area with huge windows looking over Durban. It was something else let me tell you. We shower up and sit down on our comfy sofa order some jack and coke’s while we wait to go filming at a night club. As we sit there watching the news they’ve just mentioned the lefthansa plane crash in Madrid which is shocking news. All I can think is what must have been going through those passengers minds as it happened, absolutely awful. RIP.
We drink our drinks and head downstairs for food. I only had soup as I wasn’t that hungry and I had that exited feeling in my belly as I knew we were back in a city and there was night life to be had plus steve had given me opiate bassed pain killers for my illness so I was drugged up and ready to rock. We arrive at BURN rock club which is huge and full of metal heads etc so I knew we were in for a good night.
We sat down and started filming and what happened in this club was a bit on the wrong/fun/sick side depending on how you look at it and what kind of person you are. The onlooking crowd (who were all south African sanchez fans) were well up for it and the cheering and shouting made for a good bit of footage and a great night out.
I was fucking smashed and in my mess I decided it was a good idea to have one of those huge earings where they have to take an 8m hole out of your ear to get it inn. This club has a tattoo/piercing parlour inside so the dude grabbed my ear and went to work on me and let me tell you it fucking hurt and I ended up with a huge metal horn in my ear. At the time I thought it was amazing and poised to keep it in for the rest of my life. Yeh right, I woke in the morning looked in the mirror and thought “what the fuck is that?”, it had it’s own heart beat too.
We got back to the hotel room and I was in a right mischeifus mood so I dropped my knickers and shat into jim hickeys sink then went to my room and shat off the top of my bedroom balcony which was overhanging our living area and there was shit everywhere hahahaha. I’ve got it all on video so I’ll try and get it up on my youtube site when I get home.
Went back into jim’s room and started dancing with sam with ipod tunes rocking. 3am came and thought I’d better go to bed as were up at 6am to fly to cape town.

Thursday 21/08/08

Day off and Wake at 5.30am with the hotel phone ringing my ears off and still pissed make my way down to reception and realise im the only one there so I don my ipod again and wait for everyone else.
We arrive at the airport and jump on our south African flight to cape town. We arrive 2 hours later after a really bumpy ride and disturbed sleep and find it’s cold as hell and cloudy, gutted.
Met up with a really cool guy called james who is a surfer and skateboarder which is right up mine and daints street and he’ll be looking after us on our day off. He took us to our hotel which is called FIRE & ICE and we have one of the best greetings we’ve ever had at a hotel (considering when we walk into hotels they see us and don’t want us in there, cant blame them really) with shots of booze and a nice freshly made smoothy and a sign saying ‘FIRE & ICE WELCOME DIRTY SANCHEZ TO OUR HOTEL’ great, an excuse to smash the place up and get an award for it?????????? That’ll be a first. I get into my room and it’s well posh, even the welcoming pack inn our room has the dirty sanchez movie poster on it. A big thank you too protea hotel group for treating us with respect and not animals, you ROCK.


Me, daint, jim, sam and steve jumped in the mini bus with james and he was gonna take us surfing. I wasn’t going inn as steve took that ridiculous lump of metal out of my ear and it wouldn’t stop bleeding so they got their wetsuits on whilst me and steve sat in a bar and drank jack watching them catch waves whilst there were a flock of whales jumping out of the water.
3 hours down and I realise me and steve polished off a bottle of jack haha. The boys joined us for a drink when they finished and we headed off back to the hotel to chill.
Off out to film something else tonight then hit up the town and see what’s going on. Im gonna go in search for a dance club so I can dance my pants off and sweat my ring off.
It’s daints birthday tomorrow so a big night out is coming.

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Sunday 10 Aug. 11, 08

Wake up at 6am after going to bed at 11pm from packing my bags ready for my trip to Cambodia for our second round of filming our ‘perfect trip’. The day before started a bit crazy as my head was still in tatters from partying 10 days in ibiza. I decided to go to watch Cardiff city’s first game of the season to Southampton with the boys. It was a good day as city won 2 – 1 and Johnston scored in the last min of the game. Walking home was a bit knarly mind as it was the first bit of face to face football violence I’ve witnessed. 15 southampton boys mouthing off to city fans outside the cornwall pub, something in about 10 min’s time they lived to regret. ¾ men down with claret fucking everywhere, the moral of this story is ‘don’t mouth off to Cardiff fans’.
Anyway, I managed to peel myself from the pub as the last thing I wanted was an all night session when I’ve got a 14 hour plane journey today so I said my goodby’s and jumped into my taxi home.
Aid (tour manager and all round top valley boy) and daint arrived at my house at 7am for our 3 hour drive to heathrow, stopped got some sandwiches and arrived on time to meet the crew. High fives all round and big smiles were the order of the day as we were about (for the second time) to embark on a mad mission to Cambodia and south Africa.
We checked inn and went to our terminal which, may I add was fucking heaving full of people. So much so it was doing my head inn. Me and daint went to buy ourselves a book each for our journey myself getting russel brands booky wooky and daint some book on ‘why do light’s go on in the fridge and not the freezer’ and ‘why do men do their shirt buttons up on the left hand side and women on the right’ hahaha very apt for us 2 bell end’s, shitty info but very good pub ammo at the same time.
I was gonna by some drinks in whsmiths with a que the length of john holmes (porn star) penis until some prick (excuse the pun) decided to push me out of the way without saying excuse me, so I screamed at the fucker and chucked my chewing gum’s in the air and left with smoke coming out of every orifice.
Sat down chilled out and got on our thai airways flight to Bangkok. Although we didn’t have our own tv’s we had plenty of leg room which is a rarity in chicken class and we relaxed opened our books and read away. Russell’s book is fucking hilarious and recommend you buy it, the way he explains things in his own witty humour is amazing. Im just getting to the drug’s part of the book which im looking forward too as I’ve heard some of his story’s before through my ex agent john noel and nik linen as Russell is on their books and john helped him through rehabso im interested in hearing it from his mouth. Guaranteed to be nuts.
I smashed 2 sleeping tablets down my neck listened to some lisa lashes and alex kidd and went to cloud coo coo land. Before I knew it I was in Bangkok. We went for a head and shoulders massage and then jumped on our next flight to Cambodia which was only an hour. 4 in flight meals (which were very impressive) later and my usual tomato juice (I’ve always got to have a tomato juice when im on a plane, don’t ask it just tastes better on a plane ghaha) and 2 glasses of wine we arrive at Cambodia and wait what felt like 2 hours to get our kit past some scary looking officials at the airport. These country’s freak me out as you always hear these story’s of people having their bags stuffed with drugs by some other cunt and they then pay the price in the Bangkok Hilton, a place where no man, woman or child would ever want to stay.
We got through and our fixer (dude who’s here to sort everything out for us and by the looks of things paid off the guy’s to jump the huge cue for customs) had our cars ready and away we go to our hotel passing mad traffic and the most motorbikes I’ve ever seen.
Checked into our hotel which like most country’s we’ve been to is top class surrounded by extreme (hate that word) poverty. I spot the pool and jump inn and did 100 laps in half hour. Im in my room writing this and daint said he’s having an hours kip aka a top class Cambodian wank knowing him.
I went to change some money and came back to the hotel for an hours sleep which was more than welcome, I woke up and met everyone downstairs to go for food. Had a few beers outside our hotel then went to a thai/Cambodian restaurant and the food was just amazing. I ordered 3 different meals as I need fattening up after my 10 day party in Ibiza, I’ve lost 2 stone over the last 4 weeks and I look like im about to evaporate so those 3 meals went down my neck like a shot.
After food we went to a bar opposite our hotel and as we walked in we were greeted with a screech of Cambodian women all at the same time going “aaaaarrrrrrrrrr hello hello welcome welcome” picture it in your minds but in a thai/Cambodian accent, hilarious. We settled inn and went upstairs for a game of pool and before I could fart the girls were setting the balls up and chalking my cue, hows that for service????? But at the same time in the back of my head I was thinking “are these hookers?”. They weren’t but there’s plenty all over this island and it’s full of sex tourists.
11pm came and I was smashed and kept toying with my mind “do I go home as we have to be up at 6am in the morning? Do I stay and dribble to my room?” put it this way, I ended up staying and dancing on the bar putting my own tunes on whilst everyone slowly but surely started leaving. In the end the usuall was left, me and daint along with our new body guard and medic steve who has done 21 years in the SAS and is hard as fuck and a top Scotsman who stayed with us getting smashed till 3am.

Tuesday 12/08/08

Wake at 7am with a phone call from the crew as I slept through my alarm and felt like death warmed up. Yep, all that went through my mind was “why do I do it” but there was no point in crying now I had a job to do. Jumped in the van and realised daint felt like shit too and steve captain SAS still hadn’t gone to bed, proper S.W.Y.D’ing he was. We arrived at the ferry port to get to this island we were filming on and when we reached the other side I realised I was to be driving me and daint in a jeep that resembled that of M.A.S.H stoked, although daints face resembled that of a scared child as he knew I was driving. Drove the jeep through all these crazy little villages with land as flat as a pancake on shrove Tuesday and arrived at our first destination which had a new huge Buddhist temple which was re built as it was bombed in the war in 1973. Before filming we had to go and light some incense and pray with the locals. Im an atheist but if there were a religion I’d follow it would be Buddhism. We walked inn with our lit insence took our shoes off and sat there and prayed whilst some of the best music was being played by some of the Buddhists on crazy instruments they had made, so peacefull and just so amazing just one of the great perks of travelling to such a wicked country full of happy, peaceful smiling people. Those peaceful smiling people were soon to be horrified by what we were about to get up too. I cant say what happened next as you’ll have to watch the show but put it this way it was a mixture of fun and wrongness. After the night before and with a stinking hangover with what seemed like 90% humidity I felt like I was about to die.
We finished filming and jumped back into our jeep for the wicked drive back to the ferry again. I put my seat back and enjoyed the ride stuck in 2nd gear as I couldn’t find 3rd, the rd’s are so bumpy you don’t need 3rd anyway so I was ok.
Jumped on the boat and me and daint went back to the hotel for lunch so we could have a chill and be in some air con for an hour. I ordered a curry (again) ate it and chilled whilst watching the Olympics.
The driver came to pick us up and we went to the port and jumped on a boat ride down the mikon river which was amazing and did more filming then got to land and I went for a 90 min foot massage. I enjoyed it so much I fell asleep snoring my head off and woke to find 3 more people next to me. All I could think was “I hope I didn’t have a raging bonner” in my sleep with all these people around. Daint had a 90 min thai massage so when we finished we were relaxed and got ready for another night on the tiles.
Call time in the hotel lobby was 8pm then we headed to the world famous FCC restaurant which is adorned with amazing photo’s of the war lovely décor and once again some top class food. I’ll miss this place for it’s food it really is amazing. 2 mohitos later and we headed to bar dv8 again as we had such a good time the night before. Once again we were welcomed with the with the usuall aaaaaaaahhhhhhh from the girls and we sat down and got stuck into our jack and coke’s. 10 drinks later and im back dancing on the bar to our very own dj and cameraman sam haha he whacked out the tunes whilst me and steve (bodyguard, medic) had tops off raving our heads off and almost getting our heads chopped off from the fans coming out of the ceiling. The other cameraman martin roach had our photo cameras and had the job of clicking away. At the end of the night i realised we polished off 3 bottles of jack between us. I don’t think they’d blink an eyelid if you were pissing off the bar onto someone’s head or smashing the odd pint glass on the bosses head they love it.

Wednesday 13/08/08

Woke up feeling like oliver reed/panch/alex Higgins at 7.30am ready for another days filming. Once again it’s bloody hot but (just interrupting you for a bit because as im writing this a pigeon is staring at me inches away in the window. Don’t know what he wants but he aint coming inn) at least the sun’s out today so it wont be as humid.
Basically once again I cant go on about what we got up too this morning but it was horrible. It involved putting something into my mouth and swallowing it (and no, before you say it it wasn’t daintons spunk hahahaha) which led to us going off and taking on our next scene.
At hotel room now waiting for my room service food which is again a chicken curry.
Went to a hostel up the road to do some more filming and I find out were staying here too. The hostel is called ‘the pickled parrot’ and it’s a really good place. It’s your typical Australian hostel (run by a guy from perth) and the walls are pasted with ozy memorabilia. The food is good and the waitresses are even better. We go upstairs to one of the rooms for filming and what happened in the 2 hours we were there filming was some of the funniest shit me and daint have done. We didn’t stop laughing/giggling for ages and just had a proper fuck around. You know when someone just say’s the littlest things and you just loose it laughing????? Well, it was like that.
As per usual, filming done so we had some beers, food, massage, jack and coke, change bar come inn smashed at 2am. I went to bed and left daint downstairs with one camera man (martin roach) and the director (jim hickey) and I should have guessed there was something going on but I didn’t so I fell asleep only to be woken up with daint in my face grinning and camera along with it’s light on above him. I thought “am I dreaming?” no I fucking wasn’t the work of daint was being done on me there and then and I freaked out and went nuts whilst he and the others found it highly amusing. Watch the show for evidence.

Thursday 14/08/08

Before I go into what happened today let me tell you what I think of Cambodia.
Basically this place is just amazing, at the moment it’s the monsoon season but we’ve been fine in the days and it pisses down at night for about 2 hours. When it rains here it fucking pisses down, it’s like standing under the Niagara falls.
The people here are the nicest people in the world just like the thai’s very happy, always smiling, can never do enough for you, just all round nice people and you never once feel threatened by them and just to think it’s a third world country and most of the people have nothing really. No playstations or Xboxes flash tv’s and houses, the kids are happy with the smallest of things, brilliant. It makes you think how lucky we are back home and how much we moan about the stupidest of things. The state on our country and some of the idiots and chavs we have with no respect for anyone, walk our streets getting away with murder with with the worst manners is embarrassing. Manners and respect go a long way and it’s in abundance out here and I love it.
Transport is cheap and so is the beer. The traffic is nuts, remember the game ‘frogger’ (for those who were in my generation hahaha) well it’s like playing frogger walking across the road. If you can picture yourself looking over an ant colony then that’s what the traffics like. There are massage shops every 5 yards and a 1 hour thai massage is only £4. You could pay for 10 hours and you could sleep there whilst being massaged and it would still be cheaper than back home. The markets here are amazing and huge and you can get anything from the bizarre to the normal. Certain places have a bit of a pong hovering around but that’s not too bad, just switch your nose off.
Take it from me, if you can take the time to come over here you wont be let down. The whole of south asia is brilliant. Right im gonna stop now before I end up sounding like Judith challmers.

Woke up a bit later today at 9am and we went to this apartment to film the title sequence for the show. We turned up and it resembled that of a proper high budget movie, light’s, camera, action. Me and daint had to do a bit of acting which was fun and we really enjoyed it. After we were done I just looked back on what we did and im so exited to see the outcome of it.
Hi everyone Pritchard calling in his pissed up state. Just got inn from another night on the tiles in Cambodia and what a winner it was. Acquainted a few bars then ended up in our local the dv8 with steve and rocked the place once again. Dancing on the bar and dj’ing all night. We had a comp who could play the worst song so I played spice girls ‘2 become 1’ which everyone apart from the girls hated then followed it up with the village people ‘YMCA’ which I actually like but steve shouted at me “you’re a gay” hahhahaha . he played another bad tune which I cant remember now but it was shit then I finished it off with a ub40 tune ‘red red wine’ hahaha now that is shit. After our little comp we went into some ‘energy 52 café del mar’ which not only got everyone rocking but reminded me of Ibiza memories and just for a minute I pretended I was in Ibiza but as soon as I opened my eye’s I saw ladyboys hahahahaha. South Africa on sat then im back to the island where only the devil is allowed, IBIZA. Oh yes yes yes yes and im staying in a house full of lapdancers this time with a welsh boy I met over there last time from mountain ash garreg and troy who’s an English cunt (hahaha only kidding) but has looked after me.
Me daint and steve went out for another night of LTD living the dream and started with some food at the pickled parrot and some jack and coke’s then went to the bunny bar and headed to dv8 again and did our usual, got smashed danced on the bar etc etc. got inn at 3am and passed out.

killer photo shoot with the killcity team

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