This is amazing
Three hours ago I was homeless. Now I'm in an amazingly picturesque place on the North East coast in a hotel with a sea view and as much food and cigarilloes a man could ask for. We're going surfing tomorrow. Cowabunga indeed. I'm just a little happy.

What's the best 'saved from the jaws of death at the last minute' experience you've had?
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:38, 31 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Tynemouth, per chance?

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:39, Reply)

So
your best 'saved from the jaws of death at the last minute' experience is 'Tynemouth'.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:41, Reply)

are you saying you don't like that?

( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:44, Reply)

I have no opinion on Tynemouth.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:48, Reply)

It's very nice.
If a bit posh.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:49, Reply)

I have holidayed in Embleton as a child.
That's up your way, it is not?

Not too bad if I recall. We visited Lindisfarne and some cracking castles (Alnwick is a good one if I remember rightly).
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:53, Reply)

It is indeed.
Northumberland has, I believe, more castles than anywhere else in the UK. Shame most of them are in ruins, Alnwick, Lindisfarne and Bamburgh being the exceptions.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:00, Reply)

Bamburgh was reputed to be impregnable for a long time,
I think. God I love castles: the Welsh borders also has some crackers*.

I think my all-time favourite is Chepstow.


*principally as so few of them saw any action.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:02, Reply)

Went there for GCSE
Raglan was good
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:04, Reply)

Having Google-imaged Raglan
I can see why you thought that - it looks like a fucking beauty.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:06, Reply)

It was indeed
I was in a filthy mood when I visited it and it just utterly wiped it out
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:13, Reply)

it really does

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 19:07, Reply)

a very peaceful place

( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 19:09, Reply)

Bamburgh is pretty stunning.
I like the way you round a corner on the approach to the village and suddenly there it fucking is, perched on a massive rock.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:08, Reply)

I remember going to Conwy Castle in first year of secondary school
I also went on a pilgrimage to Holywell, also in Wales.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:10, Reply)

I would just like to point out
that I am enthusing here - my incessant whinging is borne of an intense love of many things...and how many other things fail to measure up to them.

When some halfwit is trying to tell me that [insert name of mediocre television programme] is 'awesome', in my head I am comparing it with something genuinely awe-inspiring - such as a fucking great castle, and thus the disaparaging remarks come out.

It's not affected and I genuinely mean it. I don't know where I'm going with this, sorry.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:19, Reply)

...Monty in "I only don't like this because I like some things so much more" shocker?

( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:20, Reply)

That's a much more succinct way of putting it, yes.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:20, Reply)

I'm off now, have a pleasant evening.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:21, Reply)

lies

( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:52, Reply)

No, I was merely commenting on Barry's potential location
and couldn't be arsed to answer the alt Q. Mainly because I can't think of anything.

Oh, hang on yes - driving home from work tonight, there was a bloke in a Jag not looking where he was going and veering scarily towards me at about, ooh, 20mph. I couldn't evade him due to the proximity of several parked cars.

Then he looked up, saw me heading his way, and corrected his steering before it was too late.

Talk about fucking lucky or what?
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:46, Reply)

Lucky indeed, Davvers.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:47, Reply)

Indeed.
And having reread the original post I realise it was actualy the question, and not an alt Q.

I am a massive spastic. In my defence today was my first day back at work after 3 weeks off so my brain is slightly fried.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:49, Reply)

In your defence, you are a massive spastic.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:51, Reply)

Thank you, old bean.

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:53, Reply)

Considering you typed that with your head-wand, I am impressed.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 17:53, Reply)

Yank thou.

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:12, Reply)

Aye, between there and Whitley Bay.
I thought it was just a place for stag do wrong'uns but it's ace. I'm off for a walk along the coast in a bit. Any pubs to recommend?
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:07, Reply)

I don't really frequent that area
as it's a pig to get to from where I am unless you're driving, even though it's not actually that far.

Some of the more traditional pubs on Tynemouth Front Street are quite nice from recollection, but I couldn't give you any names I'm afraid. Was in The Priory* a few weeks back to see a mate's band and it seemed OK, if not the ideal venue for live music.

*as in the pub on the main street, not the actual Priory.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:11, Reply)

That would be the time
I got to the showers minutes after Big Eric left. For once, my anus didn't resemble one of those towel holders from 1970's kitchens.
(Craig Colclough I've been on the telly you know. And in the papers, Tue 31 Aug 2010, 18:40, Reply)

Managing to roll away from a taxi after I fell over crossing the road.
(for crossing read running drunk across).
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Wed 1 Sep 2010, 9:14, Reply)