A very much of an 'unplanned night' last night. Ended up going out to the pub in the little town that I live in. Got to the stage as in 'what do we do next'? Now there's no club here, (I generally prefer late night funky bars rather than clubs), anyway, we end up going to 'Vibe' in Clevedon which is crap and in the middle of nowhere.....literally! But we were all hammered and thought it might be a good crack. :duffer:

 

We'd all drunk ourselves into a bit of a stupor and had planned on getting a taxi back at 2am. I went outside wanting a breath of fresh air at midnight, leaving my friends drinking inside and for some reason put it upon myself to walk into Clevedon which is about 3 miles away and try to get a taxi home as there was none going from this 'middle of nowhere club'. :smw:

 

So off I toddle, pitch black down a little country lane. Now I could barely see anything and must have walked straight past the little turning that takes you onto the main road. which leads back to clevedon. Without realising after about an hour of walking that I'd missed the turning and gone the wrong way...I considered turning back after not seeing another car or human...so, I plod on, and on and on and on. It didn't seem like it would ever end.

 

EVENTUALLY after 3 hours of walking I could see street lamps and a few houses. 'At last' I thought to myself. Got to what I thought was Clevedon, but after seeing a human being for the first time in ages, I asked it the way to Clevedon town centre. It laughed and told me I was in Nailsea which was completely the other direction by about 8 miles!! LOL...I carried on walking and heard lots of commotion and music, it was about 3am at this point and found a house party going on and managed to strike up a conversation with someone over the fence, it didn't do me much joy as they were all in a worse state than I was.

 

So, I turn round and carry on to where I thought the centre of Nailsea might be. I walked for what seemed like ages and met someone else who said I was walking in the wrong direction and was pointed in the right direction.

 

Well, I end up in the centre of Nailsea which, is totally dead (Nailsea isn't a great place anyway, but it was made more miserable by having absolutely zero life there). I found a phone box and with the only small change I had in my pocket dialed 118118 for the local taxi company. Of course, as soon as the number was given, my money ran out. 'Great!' I thought. So waited in Nailsea high street for ages and ages and nothing drove past. It was about 4am by this point. I even flagged down a dude in an FTO and asked if he'd take me back to Portishead, I even offered to brim his tank with fuel, but he declined.

 

This wasn't getting me anywhere, so I had a wander around. Saw a sign for the train station. So, I thought, maybe there's a way of getting a taxi from there, or at least some people. So, off I toddled again. OF COURSE, Nailsea train station isn't even in Nailsea! It's at a place called 'Blackwell' which is about 3 miles outside Nailsea!! Eventually I arrive and yes, it was completely dead. I did however meet a couple who were just randomly sat at the bus stop there. They were very helpful to my cause and offered me 20p and gave me a couple of phone numbers. Run round the corner to the phone box and try to make a call. First number just rang and rang and rang. Tried the other number and that was just engaged constantly. So run back to see if they had any other numbers....but they'd gone. :headvswal

 

'What the feckin' hell am I supposed to do now I thought'?

 

Just my luck as well, the only time I leave my phone at home (because I never use it when I am out and always get worried about loosing it...afterall,

I had only planned on a few swift ones at the pub and then a short 5 min walk home)....so, I had zero means of communication, no humanity as far as the eye could see, no cars, no toilet, no nothing. 5.30 by now and I am absolutely freezing, needed a number two as well and was not feeling all too great either.

 

A car then did drive past, I tried flagging it down and it just carried on. Then a taxi comes flying round the corner, so I run out into the middle of the road and it shot past me, but then, half way down the road, it just stopped, so I ran over to it and luckily the guy agreed to take me back. He was the last taxi in the area and was on his way back home into Bristol, so heaven knows how long I'd be waiting if I hadn't managed that one!

 

He laughed when I told him where I'd been and said he thought I'd probably walked about 12 or 13 miles! Got in at 6am after leaving the club at midnight. That's the same time it takes to do Portsmouth - Caen with Brittany Ferries! :wack:

 

I am absolutely hanging today!! :rofl:

hahahahahahaha

 

class mate

:rofl: :rofl: :rofl: you poor sod,next time stay in with a cup of horlicks :D

I cut my hands as well and also have blisters on the souls of my feet.

I cut my hands as well and also have blisters on the souls of my feet.

 

Your feet have "souls", wow can you walk on water too :rofl: ;)

Your feet have "souls", wow can you walk on water too :rofl: ;)

 

Brilliant :bow:

 

And I bet your mates all got home some 3 hours before you, snug and warm, after staying in the club until closing...... :x:

 

And I bet they didn't laugh either :D

 

Richard :nelson:

:rofl:

 

Dreadful hangover grammar! Soles...lol the whole thing is really badly written anyway.

Wheres a gorgeous "look like something like lamb or some kind of meat" kebab shop when u need one. PMSL Superb. You must have walked yourself sober

something to tell the grandkids mate .....classic

something to tell the grandkids mate .....classic

before the grand you need the current and thats not possible because si dont like em enough to make em :rofl: ;)

before the grand you need the current and thats not possible because si dont like em enough to make em :rofl: ;)

i never said they had to be his grandkids lol

i never said they had to be his grandkids lol

:rofl:

serves you right for going to clevedon Si .I went there for a weekend early last year and found nothing open very strange atmosphere there too .Also went into Nailsea just for a look as you say dead hope youre recovery doesnt take too long just hope youve learnt from the experience

before the grand you need the current and thats not possible because si dont like em enough to make em :rofl: ;)

 

:rofl: PMSL

done similar things in the past, normally when its magic mushroom season though!!;)

 

so whats your excuse LMAO.

 

went out in weston one night, lost my coat had a 3mile walk whilst it was snowing in a t-shirt, no money for a fookin hotdog :P good times....

Pretty boy like you si out in the back roads.the locals could have had some fresh meat if they hadnt been sleeping off their shine.

:rofl:

ffs crazy, from similar experiences, firstly did the taxi feel like a rolls royce and the heat in it was utter luxury? did you wake this morning wondering how you had the luck not to encounter the local loony/mugger/rapist/drunk driver on your walkabout? then say to yourself *never again*

My brother has had many experiences like this,lol. One night he ended up with no shoes, think he must have fallen asleep and got them nicked on way home :rant: another time ended up getting a lift with the milkman,lol :bow:

had lift home off the local copper after a night out...oops!

Hahahahaha, that was a bit silly wasn't it!!!

When in Guyana, South America in a town called rose hall, not far from New Amsterdam. Got wasted in a bar one night and took a buss back to new amsterdam. Ohhh no we went to another much nicer town called rosignol. 60 miles from New Amsterdam.

 

Now the fun realy started. There was only 1 bus a day to New Amsterdam, and that went on Monday Morning sometime. It was Saturday. There were no taxis. So I am now a white man, in a small town in south america which although politicaly stable is still dangerous and back packers regularly get mugged at gunpoint.

 

only one thing for it, find the police station. it took us 3 hours to convince them to take me back, and even then they had to do it under direct orders from georgetown cheif super.

 

we did go back a week later and buy them all a beer. In uniform and carying enough firepower to start a revolution lol.

ffs crazy, from similar experiences, firstly did the taxi feel like a rolls royce and the heat in it was utter luxury? did you wake this morning wondering how you had the luck not to encounter the local loony/mugger/rapist/drunk driver on your walkabout? then say to yourself *never again*

 

He is the Loony Muggerling Rapist drunk driver on a walkabout.

 

Thats why the lads at the party pretended to be slaughtered and the couple on the bench gave him money and legged it as soon as he walked round the corner :rofl: :rofl:

He is the Loony Muggerling Rapist drunk driver on a walkabout.

 

Thats why the lads at the party pretended to be slaughtered and the couple on the bench gave him money and legged it as soon as he walked round the corner :rofl: :rofl:

 

Having met Si........

 

.......I would not be surprised!!!!! :D

 

Richard :x:

You Nipple :rofl:

One of the welders in my work went out on the piss one Friday night, returned home the next morning to get an earfull from his missus.

Being still full off it, he went back out on the piss ! :duffer:

 

Came home 18 months later from Singapore with a Tattoo right across his back of an Eastern sunset !!

 

Strange lad !

 

Alan.........