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None of my friends know this, but through the annonimity of the internet I share it with you all now!

A LONG time back, in my 20's, I used to get a 'contact' mag called New Direction (read that very quickly to see why it was called that!). There were nude shots of men and women seeking sexual partners, broken down by region. There weren't many in Scotland, but I saw one from a married woman in Fife, across from me in Edinburgh. I wrote her, but hadn't the nerve to submit nude shots to Boots and go pick them upo, so I sent her the only decent pic of me I could find: me sitting on the couch eating a POT NOODLE!! Needless to say, I never got a reply, let alone a shag! :-(
(Sat 15th Sep 2007, 10:44, More)

» When Animals Attack

When (imaginary) animals (almost) attack!
news.scotsman.com/latestnews/Drunk-thought-binbag-in-sitting.3656942.jp

Typical Edinburgh behaviour, in case you're all curious!
(Tue 29th Apr 2008, 9:13, More)

» Restaurants, Kitchens and Bars... Oh my!

Human Hair, Part II
As a follow on, was in a curry-house in Amsterdam a few years back. Small, looked ok, so we went in. Ordered drinks and poppadums, then the mains. Whilst munching on the popps, I picked one up to find a huge whorl of grey and black hair, kind of what you'd expect to find in a gypsy's bath plug-hole. We freaked, royally, and the staff tried to fob us off by showing us the sealed popps package. We weren't having it and decided to leave. Then the head honcho comes out and starts stalling us, with no word of apology, all the while glancing towards the kitchen. We figured he was trying to stall us long enough to get the mains out, as they were already being cooked. Fuckin cheapskate. Paid for drinks and left.
(Sat 22nd Jul 2006, 9:26, More)

» Hotel Splendido

QOTW -Hotels/B&Bs
Years ago I was crewing for a band playing on Hogmanay in George Square, Glasgow.I'd decided not to return home to Edinburgh so I pressured the promoter to get me a hotel room, at short notice. So there I was, stripping the gear at 1:30 in the morning, right opposite the Copthorne Hotel where all the bands and crew were staying. Not long till I'm in there, I thought. I'd even dragged my then GF along, on the promise of shenanigans until God knows when. So, at 02:00 we hoy up to the Copthorne. "Sorry, MrC, we don't appear to have a booking for you!". I spotted the promoter's rep, who said that I'd been shunted to the Central Station Hotel.

Fucked off, we trudge down, hoping to find a party there. There was fuck all! We then fall out and repair to the old, musty bedroom. We then find there is no mini-bar and no room-service so we argue more and then flop into bed, where I am refused sex. Throughout what's left of the night we could hear rats running about in the roof, pigeons cooing on the window ledge and an old man in the next room began making 'Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!' noises for the next two hours. He was either having good sex or taking a long time to die. He was lucky, for I was doing neither!! We got up at 07:00 after two hours lying in purgatory and drove home - without breakfast - to Edinburgh in the pissing rain.
(Fri 18th Jan 2008, 21:12, More)

» Restaurants, Kitchens and Bars... Oh my!

Human Hair in food
Ok, ok, so I don't work in a food outlet, but had a scary experience in BK a coupla years back. Driving down to Bucks from Scotland, a colleague and I stopped at a service station near Lancaster. He wants KFC and I don't really do these places, but was fuckin starving, so opted for veggie burger, large fries, small shake. Nibbling away at the fries later, I saw what ws obviously a long, black pubic hair! I hadn't noised them up, so can't understand why I got it. Most unlike me, I didn't complain, cos I was so amazed at finding it.
(Sat 22nd Jul 2006, 9:19, More)
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