Crackwhore
Ive gotta get my arse up to Edinburgh. Prolly in the next day or so. Im very disorganised. Ive left my backpack in Alias's car, thusly if i go tomorrow, my belongings for the short 'Grandparents' bound trip will end up in a black garbage bag.
Finally climbed my first London high-rise last night. Only 34 storys, but with a nice view over the old Borough of London. We retried the Strata tower, but yet again got told to get lost by the seccer, my means of the site intercom.
Crachoir... not really Crackwhore. It means something like 'Spit in Here'. Why you'd bother swimming all the way over a 50 metres pool to join the spit-cup queue i dont know. This pool was fun. Very brightly lit and with its own Canoe.
Finally climbed my first London high-rise last night. Only 34 storys, but with a nice view over the old Borough of London. We retried the Strata tower, but yet again got told to get lost by the seccer, my means of the site intercom.
Crachoir... not really Crackwhore. It means something like 'Spit in Here'. Why you'd bother swimming all the way over a 50 metres pool to join the spit-cup queue i dont know. This pool was fun. Very brightly lit and with its own Canoe.