Well hello fellow bloggers!
I have returned from the Dive show in dat landan, home of the chirpy cockney, and am now counting the cost of the weekend.
I have managed to spend a facking fortune!!……actually its not as bad as it sounds, because I had already planned for some of this expense, and I did know it was coming.
We had quite a good journey down to the smoke to my brothers place in Wandsworth with no delays, taking about two and a half hours door to door.
When we got there my brothers girlfriend had cooked us up a gourmet dinner of chicken and pancetta smothered with mozzeralla cheese with trimmings & carrot cake for afters.
I don’t remember having eaten this particular pudding type delicacy before, & I couldn’t really taste the carrots either, but it was very nice.
Morning saw us up relatively early for breakfast, ( I was starting to feel a bit full by this time ) and off to ExCel in the docklands.
According to the RAC route map even with high traffic this journey round the south circular should only have 40minutes… 2 hours later we were just pulling up at Excel!!
We then had to queue for 20mins to pay for parking (£8!!)
What a shit operation, why we couldn’t just buy a ticket on the way out, god only knows.
It just shows how well the NEC is organised, no such problems there!!
We had arranged to meet Colin at 11.15..no chance… so by the time we got to the entrance at 12.00 he was well in, so the wonderful device called a mobile phone was employed.
Except for some reason his fucking phone was turned off!!
Arseholes , I was thinking, ( as Col had got a voucher to get in cheap guv), looks like we are going to have to cough full cash, so I asked the security man if there was
"any possiblilty of putting a tannoy message out, as the man who has got our tickets was already in, and wasn’t answering his phone "
" No problems " said the guard, " Just go straight in"…..
Bugger me backwards!!
Thats where the serious purchasing stuff started!
6 hours later..( I might not indulge in the sport of retail therapy often, but when I do,I go for it big time ! ) the spending frenzy was over, my pockets empty,my credit card was complaining of over use, and I had managed to spend shitloads .
Double facking hell!
I had managed to get some real bargains,
a set of pool fins for £19, a mediterranean fish id card £ 5.95, & a head band for my mask.
ALSO..( bargain of the day ) a Mares Vector Chrome BCD, a Mares Rebel MR12 First stage and regulator, a Mares Rebel octopus, and a two guage console all for …..
Vector Chrome bcd
mares MR 12 reg
Mares Rebel Octopus
Now thats a bargain!!… only problem is , I haven’t got any idea of how and where to put the regs together, so it looks like a trip me old chums at Hidden Diving for some help, plus apparently I need to get them tested to make sure they are ok.
i also needed a new wet suit, due to my new hard earned slim(mer) silhouette, and got talked into a very nice ( but very expensive ) Aqualung balance comfort 5.5mm semi dry, down to £110 from £ 190, by the lovely Sally at Robin Hood Watersports, who put up with me trying on the suits and arseing for about 2 hours on & off, before I finally bit the bullet and coughed up!
Aqualung suit, modelled by me & Mrs. Dog.. not really
The mathematicians amongst you might have added all the figures up… ouch… thank god for credit cards.
I have been saving for this stuff for some time, so the blow isn’t going to be too terrible, but oh dear…. !
Time to go, goodbyes said, we had decided that in the interest of a nights sleep, and the thought of a 5.30am start the next morning, we would go straight home from the show,so off we hurried ( traffic was still shit) to the m25 then up the M1 to Brum.
It was when I saw the signs for Bromley that it dawned on me, that perhaps, just perhaps, we might have been going the wrong way, a hypothesis comfirmed by a sign saying Heathrow 34 miles.
What a tit! plus it put another hour on the journey….. I shan’t do that again I can tell you.
Thicky provincials thick!
Upon our eventual arrival home, the obligatory take out curry was consumed, then it was off to bed, spent out & knackered dreaming of the next days loft shelving activities.
It just never stops sometimes does it?
I must have been born on a Friday! ( actually I wasn’t, apparently it was a saturday )
Take it easy folks,have a great week and I will see you all soon!
ps. I saw the most perfect apparel for me & the old growler whilst at the show..
a complete range of t shirts called…seadog!!
Available from Ocean Images Bolton.
pps. Still haven’t worked out the music video stuff and to be honest I’m getting pissed off trying, so I might go with another idea…….
Keep it real sweetstuff!