Where is the strangest place you have slept?
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
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Chester ring road
I once went for a few tipples of an evening in Chester (for that was where I lived) and ended up catching the last Madras of the evening at the most enjoyable source of food poisoning in town, The Bombay Palace (who once gave me a lift to Manchester Aiport at 4 in the morning). Anyway as I left I thought its only 2 miles home, I'll walk it, so I did...well at least the first 100 yards across the Fountains Roundabout), after that it all goes a little hazy. I remember being rudely awoken to the sound of busy traffic the follwing Sunday. That's right I had elected to sleep on a roundabout...on the main Chester Ring road...under a bush! One worrying detail was I had emptied my pockets and put everything in little piles on the end of the fountains!
The next week I made it 200 yards down the road from the Bombay and slept under someone's 20 foot conifer in their front garden! I decided cabs were not that expensive after that.
( , Wed 3 Jan 2007, 12:44, Reply)
I once went for a few tipples of an evening in Chester (for that was where I lived) and ended up catching the last Madras of the evening at the most enjoyable source of food poisoning in town, The Bombay Palace (who once gave me a lift to Manchester Aiport at 4 in the morning). Anyway as I left I thought its only 2 miles home, I'll walk it, so I did...well at least the first 100 yards across the Fountains Roundabout), after that it all goes a little hazy. I remember being rudely awoken to the sound of busy traffic the follwing Sunday. That's right I had elected to sleep on a roundabout...on the main Chester Ring road...under a bush! One worrying detail was I had emptied my pockets and put everything in little piles on the end of the fountains!
The next week I made it 200 yards down the road from the Bombay and slept under someone's 20 foot conifer in their front garden! I decided cabs were not that expensive after that.
( , Wed 3 Jan 2007, 12:44, Reply)
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