- Egg dogs
- Fanta Limon.
- Painting nails.
- Rat in a dress.
- Uncle Paul - the fountain of knowledge.
- Lucy's Big Old (Young) Tits.
- Regretamin.
- 'Saming'.
- Nick & Akin spending 3X as much as everyone else on every night out.
- Mitch & The Party Bus.
- Polly's injuries. (twisted ankle from Brahms, infected bited from me).
- The freakiest Postman Pat and Lady Di ever.
- Nick & Laura's wedding.
- DICKO AND OLLYS ENGAGEMENT (this deserves caps).
- The Cottage - from lovely retreat, to crime scene, to rancid hellhole.
- More Fanta-Limon.
- The joy of the kettle arriving.
- Tom-the-Fixer / Stalker.
- Pool fun - weird flicky hair and some group diving.
- Submarine (the slowest Book Group have ever read a book?).
- The head toucher at Bora Bora.
- The boobs at Blue Marlin
- Sam's dodgy playlist.
- The Healing Rocks. No healing in sight. Have a jelly fish sting instead.
- Even more Fanta-Limon.
- Nick skipping endlessly.
- Never ending tuna-pasta.
- 30c beers.
- Collecting 12 wrists bands on a night out. Pretty exclusive eh?
- Thinking 15 euro is a reasonable price for a drink.
- Eating your body weight in crisps.
- The leaky fridge.
- Realising Cafe del Mar is a massive let down and San Antonio is a hell hole.
- An endless search for pool lights.
- Day beds. Why utilise the space, when you can huddle together in the safety of two beds?
- Hoping that teliing cabbies 'casa azul' is enough to get you home.
- Rowan and Laura being organizing legends.
- 22 bloody amazing people in one super duper villa.
- Oh and some more Fanta- Limon.
Sometime, about a year ago, I suddenly started hating the tube. 2 minutes at a signal and I am freaking out.
To take my mind off things I begun writing lists, each inspired by my journey on the underground.
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