The Tale of the Axe Murderer
The first night was a hoot. The first thing we decided to do once we hit Wales - go to Burger King. Once Whitehead had finished his super sized meal with an extra super sized drink refill, we continued onto the intended destination, Tesco, for the week’s shop. Well, the first trip was the week’s alcohol. That’s about all that can be said on that front. We didn’t get...
The Way There
So we’re back from Wales! The majority, if not the entirety, of posts I write this week will be about our trip. It was f*ckin’ ace. My dad left it until the night before to point out that he had severe doubts regarding my car reaching Wales with 5 people and luggage inside. I assured him Mr Jingles would persevere. I was right. The journey there was intense in itself. My decision...
For a week. Wales awaits. It’s not going to know what hit it. Well, it will. 10 inebriated 18 year olds. And hit is probably a strong word. Seeing as we won’t leave the cottage much, I’d say it’s more of a stroke, or a poke. Metaphor ruined. Stay happy, Ben.
aw ben i love you