Well, today I did something which suprised my family no end....I agreed to go to the beach with them. Family get togethers are not really my thing, as a general rule I'd rather take advantage of the peace and quiet while there gone. But I really felt I needed to get out of the house, before madness set in. So off I went in my O'Shea surfing shorts and Oxbow wifebeater, looking the perfect surfer. Damn but I rock.
However, all intentions of getting myself wet were kind of dashed when I realised that by going to the beach, they meant some rocky piece of crap with brown water. Possibly Ireland has deluded me as to the condition of beaches at home. So I couldnt go swimming, which left me stranded on the rocks sunbathing, something I usually hate.
So, annoyingly enough, I spent the day alone with my thoughts yet again, because I hadnt bothered taking a book. I couldnt even go for a walk - which would have been crap anyway as the place is so polluted - because my muppet family left my trainers in the path of the oncomming tide. While I might have soles as hard as cured leather, the rocks on the beach seemed to avoid all natural laws of weathering, and were razor sharp. And no doubt covered in all kinds toxins and pollutants.
<i>sigh</i>
What happened, why the hell did we let this country become such a shit tip? The Wesh are supposed to be decended from the Celts, who worshiped nature. Not the twatish English Normans who used it to build things to hit other things with. The Irish havent ripped down their scenery. Why have we?
I used to love going to the beach, or to a forest, or otherwise just getting back to nature. The city is so stiffling, sometimes it just gets hard to concentrate. But theres just nowhere to go anymore, unless I'm on holiday.
Roll on my next visit to Ireland, in about five weeks.
However, all intentions of getting myself wet were kind of dashed when I realised that by going to the beach, they meant some rocky piece of crap with brown water. Possibly Ireland has deluded me as to the condition of beaches at home. So I couldnt go swimming, which left me stranded on the rocks sunbathing, something I usually hate.
So, annoyingly enough, I spent the day alone with my thoughts yet again, because I hadnt bothered taking a book. I couldnt even go for a walk - which would have been crap anyway as the place is so polluted - because my muppet family left my trainers in the path of the oncomming tide. While I might have soles as hard as cured leather, the rocks on the beach seemed to avoid all natural laws of weathering, and were razor sharp. And no doubt covered in all kinds toxins and pollutants.
<i>sigh</i>
What happened, why the hell did we let this country become such a shit tip? The Wesh are supposed to be decended from the Celts, who worshiped nature. Not the twatish English Normans who used it to build things to hit other things with. The Irish havent ripped down their scenery. Why have we?
I used to love going to the beach, or to a forest, or otherwise just getting back to nature. The city is so stiffling, sometimes it just gets hard to concentrate. But theres just nowhere to go anymore, unless I'm on holiday.
Roll on my next visit to Ireland, in about five weeks.
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heh heh family outings, i know that one!
And aye, family outings are always full of fun and frolics...
But yeah, nice to meet someone else from the UK who's heard of them. None of my friends have