Back in Falmouth with the boys

LAKER has loads of bags and he gets picked up by me at Dawlish Train Station. Free Cheeseburgers from Baileys and out of nowhere Barnes whacks out a crate of Carlsberg. Have a gamble at Dawlish Warren and Dobbin is winning Jackpot on all four snakes and ladders machines at once. Take Laker to Langstone Cliff Hotel and we watch the liverpool match - Fat Jeff the owner doesn't like our company.

Watch Dawlish Town because my backs bad. Mitchell comes on at half time and he kicks somebody - for some reason (?) the referee sends off the innocent victim. A weird flying car made of wood with propellers soars past about one hundred feet above the ground, it looks like something out of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, or a ROFLCOPTER. Moggy cracks out a headlock and holds it there for twenty seconds and nobody does anything, the opposition manager has had enough and walks across the pitch and out of the stadium. Win 3-0. Meet Dave in the gamblers.

Say goodbye to Jemima and my mum and meet Laker, Dave, Royston and Ginger mary at The Smugglers. England is pissed cos hes not coming to Falmouth and there is a weird telescope in the garden - Dave spits on my head cos hes a WANKER. Drive to Falmouth - Laker loves the pink sunset and Deathcabfor Cutie so Dave nuts the back of his seat.

Get here. Get Drunk. Say hello to everybody. Go out. A lot of stuff probably happens and on the way home some man Zidane's me in the chest for some reason. Play Pro-Evo and go to bed.

Falmouth has nice weather in the morning so we eat a pasty and play football. Artichoke hearts in a tin with brine taste awful. Pizza Express.