May 16, 200818 yr Sleeping in my own bed - camping in the garden with the kids. you'll be back inside by aboout half 12 I reckon.
May 16, 200818 yr Sleeping in my own bed - camping in the garden with the kids. I did that with my daughter when she was about 8. I fell asleep, my snoring woke her up, so she went in when my wife came out to check on her, and she ended up sleeping in my bed. Never again I tell thee
May 16, 200818 yr Sleeping in my own bed - camping in the garden with the kids. garden you half hearted fool.... me, mi dad and little girl she was 4, last year in't Lakes... superb..real bonding....oh and the real ale helped as well.... couldn't do more than a night though, mi back was killing... and mi dad kept murmering about dogging in his sleep... little un woke me every 5 minutes to tell me she could hear the cows mooing, sheep baaaing, birds tweeting, next doors tent shagging...
May 16, 200818 yr Edit...to Ani Pah. When I did Everest last year, it was in nothing more than a pair of summer shorts, a fleece, and Jesus Nikes. Slept under the stars every night with no more than a warm cup of sweet tea in me. Had to put a pair of thick socks on one night when it dipped to minus 40 but apart from that it was fine. The kids won't be allowed to go in. Tis an adventure, man in tandem with nature, chilling in the cool spring air with not a sound in the sky other than the East Lancs Road and next door with her powertools. Bobcat, this is a dress rehearsal for next weekend to see if Titch is OK with it and the rats havent eaten through the tent. Miss Smiffs would sooner go camping in Hawkshead than the Marriot in Estepona! Edited May 16, 200818 yr by Smiffs
May 16, 200818 yr Edit...to AniPah. When I did Everest last year, it was in nothing more than a pair of summer shorts, a fleece, and Jesus Nikes. Slept under the stars every night with no more than a warm cup of sweet tea in me. Had to put a pair of thick socks on one night when it dipped to minus 40 but apart from that it was fine. The kids won't be allowed to go in. Tis an adventure, man in tandem with nature, chilling in the cool spring air with not a sound in the sky other than the East Lancs Road and next door with her powertools. Bobcat, this is a dress rehearsal for next weekend to see if Titch is OK with it and the rats havent eaten through the tent. Miss Smiffs would sooner go camping in Hawkshead than the Marriot in Estepona! Well done that lady. Mrs Crawley gets dragged up various hills as I hope against hope that she'll enjoying walking. She loathes it, hates walking gear which she claims ('makes her look like a fcking dyke') and would much prefer to be poncing along with the other middle managers in the local gym.
May 16, 200818 yr Mrs Crawley gets dragged up various hills as I hope against hope that she'll enjoying walking. She loathes it, hates walking gear which she claims ('makes her look like a fcking dyke') and would much prefer to be poncing along with the other middle managers in the local gym. That is one thing that really pisses me off too. Doris has the stamina of a lazy mexican village. All the gear, no idea. She wears her Berghaus for school playtimes FFS. I enjoy a good yomp up North Wales or the Lakes, but she just moans after an hour. Even a small yomp up grizedale, which I can do with a nail in my boot pisses her off. Longest she's managed was up the Old Man of Coniston, which from Coniston Hall is about 5-6 hours round trip without going daft and stopping for a butty. Same with biking, for me there is no point just going a mile or two then complaining that her minge hurts. I dragged her up Gummers How to propose as the sun went down, she said yes, naturally, then asked if it wouldnt have been easier to do it in a nice restaurant. I thought it would be something special, considering I first asked her to marry me when I came home shitfaced a week or so before. :::::::: Edited May 16, 200818 yr by Smiffs
May 16, 200818 yr Same with biking, for me there is no point just going a mile or two then complaining that her minge hurts. you should of suggested that if it got "excercised" more often then it wouldn't hurt...
May 16, 200818 yr A few years ago a group of us went camping in a field in Kirby Lonsdale, twas a beltin weekend. Should do it more often. As for the bike riding, on hol this year we booked a mountain biking trip in Costa Rica, it was 13 miles. I thought it would be a nice serene gentle ride, bugger me, twas like the Tour De B?stard France! On returning back we cancelled all the other ones we had booked! Fook that! I've still not recovered yet!
May 16, 200818 yr you should of suggested that if it got "excercised" more often then it wouldn't hurt... she'd leather me
May 17, 200818 yr Kinell, another scary one. Don't be, I don't possess any. I'm happy being a shortarse. I just thought it sounded like you were hinting at that like!
May 17, 200818 yr Given that 95% of the folk on here are male, then, well, who knows. Tis a 'sleeping on a half inflated campping materess' that I'm complaining about, tis far too early in the morning for s&m.
May 17, 200818 yr I know a bloke who paid for that pleasure in Hamburg. Are you sure "pleasure" is the right word? I've never really got that s & m lark. I know I'm a prude, but Smiffs, imho, it's always too early for it!
Drinking and tombstoning.