The Worst Journey in the World
Aspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
Aspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
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Business Trip
Travelled to Leeds on business. Which was fine. The return journey was the bad one.
Me and a collegue went from Leeds to York without any issues and with time to spare. Greb some fodd thought I!
Sitting in the cafe I asked him when the train was: "ten to 6" he replied. Lookin at the clock I realised IT'S TEN TO SIX NOW. SHIT!!!
Run out of the Cafe, got to the platform and hauled ourselves onto the train, gasping for breath and grabbed a seat. After a few minuted the ticket inspector arrived asking for said tickets..."Going to Glasgow"? said he.
"Yes" said we.
"So why the fuck are you on a train to Scarborough?"
"FUCK" said we.
Off at the next stop to await the next train back to Leeds. Waited for about an hour in the fucking cold whilst punching a metal fence in sheer frustration at my stupidity.
Train arrives to take us to Leeds. What train was it? Only thye bleedin one we were on an hour earlier! The twat didn't teel us it was the only train on that line.
ARSE!
Still, got paid overtime for it.
Glee!
No apologies for the size. I'm just glad it still works. (see sig)
Yours
Alma del Diablo
( , Fri 8 Sep 2006, 16:36, Reply)
Travelled to Leeds on business. Which was fine. The return journey was the bad one.
Me and a collegue went from Leeds to York without any issues and with time to spare. Greb some fodd thought I!
Sitting in the cafe I asked him when the train was: "ten to 6" he replied. Lookin at the clock I realised IT'S TEN TO SIX NOW. SHIT!!!
Run out of the Cafe, got to the platform and hauled ourselves onto the train, gasping for breath and grabbed a seat. After a few minuted the ticket inspector arrived asking for said tickets..."Going to Glasgow"? said he.
"Yes" said we.
"So why the fuck are you on a train to Scarborough?"
"FUCK" said we.
Off at the next stop to await the next train back to Leeds. Waited for about an hour in the fucking cold whilst punching a metal fence in sheer frustration at my stupidity.
Train arrives to take us to Leeds. What train was it? Only thye bleedin one we were on an hour earlier! The twat didn't teel us it was the only train on that line.
ARSE!
Still, got paid overtime for it.
Glee!
No apologies for the size. I'm just glad it still works. (see sig)
Yours
Alma del Diablo
( , Fri 8 Sep 2006, 16:36, Reply)
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