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Easter : 2002 |
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We arrived in Dornoch, and, after instantly recognising |
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movie stars Bolton and Ferguson, we were allowed |
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in. No tent this time, it was a caravan all the way. Well, |
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for 2 out of the 3 nights. |
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Taking the advantage of the electricity thing, Ferge |
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brought his PS2, a TV, games and DVDs. But it |
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wouldn’t be Fergie if something didn’t go wrong. |
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He forgot the remote for the TV in order to get the AV |
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channel we needed. So we had to fork out 20 bucks for |
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another one. |
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Finding a quality James Bond theme on the tad dated jukebox, Bolts proceded to kick McQueeney’s ass at the first game of pool. Rumour has it that there were other games of pool after that, but I don’t seem to have any memory of these said events. |
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After chomping down on some Bombay Bad Boys, quality sand wedges, and other nutritious food, it was time to spark open the real bad boys. |
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The alcoholic extravaganza consisted of... |
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1 70cl bottle of smirnoff |
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1 litre bottle of martini |
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1 half bottle of gin |
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12 reloaded red square |
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2 rolling rocks |
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10 stubby strongboys |
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8 strongbows |
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1 bottle of sours |
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