The Worst Journey in the WorldAspley 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.
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chthonic, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
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This morningToday's journey to work was like no other. I woke up half an hour late and therefore had to run about like a lunatic to get ready in time. Of course, I left the house late and drove extremely fast to the train station in the vain hope of still catching my train. It was pouring with rain, and I realised I had forgotten my umbrella when I was pulled over for speeding. Luckily let off for my crime, I proceeded to park outside my Nan's house and walk to the station in the pouring rain. I was then almost killed crossing the road by some dozy bitch who didn't stop at the traffic lights where I was crossing.
I could have coped with all this, had a pigeon not shit on me as I walked under the railway bridge, and then some religious nutter not accosted me to talk about God while I was wiping bird faeces from my new blouse.
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Rubymurray is disdainful of your hateful, ill-formed opinions, Tue 12 Sep 2006, 20:29,
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