Wednesday, 22 June 2011

When will I see you again...

That's the title of my favorite soul song of the Seventies. 

 I haven't posted in a while, as I have been on adventures (lies). Mostly, I have just been working, whilst finding time to catch up and spend time with my beloveds. My friends are the most important thing in the world to me, so although my job is very dreary and I'm not rolling in cash.... things are pretty splendid, because I have them.

At the start of the month, Craig went to Germany to have fun, get drunk and celebrate his majestic moustache in the one place in the world that most appreciates moustaches. He brought me back some awesome chocolate dentures.



But I can't bring myself to eat them, because they're so amazing! Also, they make for silly photo booth opportunities whilst tipsy. 



The day after Craig returned, we went on our epic Alton Towers Adventure. Everyone (and I mean everyone; Bex, Baker, Mark, Matt, Kendall, Bex's mum and auntie Sue, Alec, Ash and Lindsay) arrived at our house at 9am (snore!) to commence the 2 hour journey. I don't think I have ever been SO excited, combined with e-numbers in the form of fruit shoots and haribo, made for a very strange journey. 
Once we got there, we headed straight for Nemesis, in the queue for which Craig asked, 'Are you sure you want to go on this?', this question was accompanied by the realisation that there is still so much we don't know about and have yet to find out about each other! I effing love rollercoasters! And not only Craig, but everyone present expected me to be a complete wimp! Well, I showed them! So, on the first ride, we got 'settled' into our seats, with the bars down... and as expected, I had my fears and doubts about how secure the safety precautions were, as mine felt a little loose. This was only made worse by my friend Baker who shouted, 'Dusty! Your seat looks a bit loose!', just as we started to move.
That was it.
My little life.... over.
We took off... the roller coaster plummeted... and in that moment I thought to myself, 'This is it... Good bye, cruel world'... and accepted my fate...my remains splattered all over my screaming friends....
But of course, everything was fine. Otherwise, I wouldn't be typing this. And after berating Baker, I actually had much to thank him for. Having accepted imminent death, I was fearless! And ready to ride every roller coaster in sight!
I'm exaggerating greatly, but nevertheless I did it. Alton Towers was so beautiful. Such a strange combination of exilerating, monstrous rides... in the most beautiful setting! It was so green, with lakes, flowers, and foliage, all alongside the rides. Not at all how I expected. The sky lifts took us over some amazing little ponds. I tried to take some photos, but they don't do any justice.
We spent an entire hour in the longest queue ever, for the fastest (and most disappointing ride). However, that was but a tiny flaw on an otherwise glorious day. I never wanted it to end. The journey home included a delicious Caramel frappuccino, and on our return home, Mark, Craig and I feasted on pizza whilst watching 'Terminator 2'. An awesome end to an awesome day! 
Mapping out a plan & the beautiful views!


Us on Ripsaw! I'm that red swish of hair.

The place was filled with crows and jackdaws. I want to paint this little, cheeky chap.