Tuesday, 20 December 2011


Been contemplating numerous things.

And decided, regardless of the century, for the last 1000 years, 87' has been a bad year, for someone (generally someone important, not just anyone) and/or the English as a whole.
Here's some shit that's gone down in 87'-

1087 - William the Conquerer died. One of the few men who ever sucessfully invaded England, and known as 'the bastard' because he was such a badass.

1187 - Those crazy medieval crusaders lost Jerusalem to Saladin. Doesn't seem like much, but think about it. Holiest city in the world. Was a bitch to take in the first place. And for the rest of history you get remembered as the generation of westerners who lost Jesus' hometown. Bastards.

1287 - Something abit more local for me and anyone who actually know's me. The 'city' of Winchelsea on Romney Marsh is destroyed. There was a CITY at Winchelsea. AND IT WAS DESTORYED. WE DON'T KNOW HOW. Just think for a minute, how cool would it be if it was still there?

1387 - Richard II, the whiney little bastard, get's his arse kicked. He was KING, and a bunch of guys about 20 years his senior called the Lords Appellant told him he was a little bitch and locked him up. For once, it sucks to be king.

1487 - Battle of Stoke (Last Battle of the Wars of the Roses). Okay, I admit, I struggled abit here, but this was pretty shit for certain people. For instance, the House of York, who'd spent over a 100 years wrestling for the English throne had lost it all. Also, the French wrre pretty pissed because all that trouble had kept those English bastards outta their hair.

1587 - Mary, Queen of Scots was executed. Not so bad for alot of people, but pretty shit for her. After all, nobody likes getting their head lopped off with a sword. Wait. Scratch that. It was an axe. Royalty were supposed to warrent the use of a sword to avoid a prolonged death, but Mary's cousin Queen Lizzy hated her guts so she missed out.

1687- James II of England (James VII of Scotland, just to confuse you) dissovled the English Parliament. Not told them to take a break, this guy actually believed in the Divine Right of Kings and thought he could rule all on his own. To put this into context, he got kicked out of the country by a Dutchman and then tried to take back the thrones of England and Scotland by invading IRELAND. You can probably guess how well that went by the fact he was a few hundred miles to far west.

1787 - A bunch of American blokes with lots of facial hair came up with something they take pretty seriously over there, the Constitution. So, what does this have to do with England? Not a huge amount, but it went a long way into unifying the US, and that kinda closed the door for us (or anyone else) ever getting back into a positon of power stateside. So it was kinda the end of a dream for a few crazy Empire-minded bastards.

1887 - We're getting more recent, and so to something more relevant to modern soeicty. England did rubbish against Austrailia at cricket. Bad as that is, it gets worse. We were all out for FORTYFIVE. Just to verify, thats 45, the number below 46. Admittedly, we eventually won the text by just 3 runs, but that first innings was the worst EVER. A black day for Enlish Cricket. On the bright side, a kid called Monty was also born this year, and he proved pretty darn important in stopping the biggest homocidal maniac ever - Hitler.

1987 - And so we come to the most recent 87'. By this time, the curse of 87' was starting to run its course, but some bad stuff still happened for the world of art and theatre. Andy Warhol, the famous artist who massively influence what it now considered modern art died. Futhermore, singing and dancing peoples everywhere cried because Fred Astaire popped his clogs. This was a big deal. Gene Kelly, a fellow all singing all dancing chap (the same guy who did Singin' In The Rain), commented "the history of dance on film begins with Astaire". That's a pretty big statement, and if you ever watch any footage of ole' Freddy performing, you'll understand.

That's it. 1000 years of cruddy 87's. The question is, what about 2087? Will shit go down in a big way? Well, unless you're this guy, you'll have to wait around to find out.

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Personal Statements... ?!?!?

The bane of college life.

For seconds years, there's two ways to go. You either nail in a week, or it drags FOREVER. I know people who've done both, and to be honest, the one's who leave it pay for their mistake.

The mad thing is that Unis start looking at applications at the end of October. But nobody tell us that.

So you've got all these bods who've blitzed it annoucing they've got offers over the October half term, and then the rest of us sitting infront of a computer screen thinking...

'Oh shit... I really need to do this'

I, in my infinite wisdom, wrote half of it, then left it.

And left it.

Until around came half term, the standard 'Oh shit' crossed my mind...

And then a couple of evenings ago, I was in bed, ready to go to sleep, and for some demented reason, Personal Statements popped into my head.

I got out of bed at 11pm, and wrote the rest of it in the dark.

It was wierd.

'Peace Out' - MTB

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

I'm back bitches.

I've returned. It was March when I last did this... seems like forever ago xD

Yeah, biggest changes since then? Someone called Rach. Well, Rachel.

But she hates that :) On the flip side, she loves me, so it's all good ;) She blogs too, and if your actually interested then you'll probably learn more about my life on there than here -

salvation lets your wings unfold...

That's her :) She's far better at this than I am ;)

Anyhow, I'll try make this a tad more regular now...

'Peace Out' - MTB

Sunday, 20 March 2011

Ring o' Fire

A brilliant game. But very dangerous.

If you're not sure what it is, check it out -


It's awesome fun, but the king's cup, which is effectively a dirty pint, is often horrific.

I got it, and puke seemed imminent, but I recovered, slowly.

Yeah, nights in with friends and booze rock.

Peace Out - MTB

Thursday, 17 March 2011

One of those days.

Today, was one of those days.

Everything was boring and college was rubbish, there was far too much Maths.

Tomorrow how ever, should be good. I've two good friends joining me in an evening of excessive food and alchol comsumption, which I could do with right now.

There's always a brightside I guess.

Peace Out - MTB

Friday, 11 March 2011


I recieved my results for two exams I took in January of this year today.

They were Medieval History, and Maths.

Medieval History: A. Over the moon. Going mental.

Maths: Failed. I messed up big time. Gonna have to retake that.

MTB - Peace Out.

Saturday, 12 February 2011


I've been using a chainsaw all morning. It's crazy, and knackering.

But brilliant fun. =]

I earlier realised I'm legally allowed to use a chainsaw in public but not allowed to drink. Considering which is most likely to do me serious harm, I found this stupid.

This country has serious issues.

Anyway, I'm kinda annoyed I've nothing to do this evening apart from stay in, and as such sorta hoping something will materialise.

Peace Out - MTB