Douglas, Isle of man
Not spotted this anywhere so here's my half a sheckle

Had to work there for three months and knew nothing of the place till I got there.

Landlady was mad and I'm sure was trying to kill me with fat based products. Also scolded me for smoking in my room. "But theres an ashtray?" I replied. Apparently the ashtray is for show, not for use - solution was to just knock my smoke ash out the window and she never bothered me again.

The pubs shut earlier than on the mainland, the off license shut earlier than on the mainland.

The local swimming pool/sauna was so over run by repressed homexicals that I stopped going (one guy got pissed at me for rejecting his numerous advances and nearly got violent, I think I was the only straight guy in there).

You get put in prison for a month if your caught smoking weed BEFORE going to court (this may have changed as it was a few years back, but I was told this after trying to get weed sent to me by a mate. An ex copper was asked to take me aside and have a quiet word with me so I didnt do it again).

Everywhere I went, nerdy fat guys would tell me that its a wonderful island and there are 3 women for every guy blah blah
Whats the point of having excess of women if most of them look like a cows arse? *

One of the guys I worked with was a little bit like Forest gump, except he had a permanent horn and would sidle up to girls he liked and stroke their hair.

My neighbours bedroom was the next door to my front room. If I had the TV on past 9pm they would bang on the wall repeatedly. Solved that one by putting on my cockney ganster voice and shouting alot...

Theres more but just thinking about it has made my head hurt :-/


*ok so there were a couple of nice girls I met, but I already had a Mrs Evilmeister waiting at home for me
(EvilMeister, Sat 31 Oct 2009, 13:44, Reply)