Took dressing up like a cock like a man – ironically not the only man he would have according to Haz. Indeed the Penis costume made a welcome break from Dave in his birthday suit.
Made lots of new friends and admirers north of the border, instantly becoming a E-Rate celebrity wearing his Stag outfit. It says a lot about society really!
Tour organiser and Best Man who did a sterling job in making his brother look like a knob – Admittedly not a difficult job. As well as cooking up bacon sandwiches, Ste made sure things ran smoothly making new friends with the local taxi drivers. He even ran into some old friends when the Stag Do joined a Hen do.
Having dressed his brother up as a 7 foot penis, he also had 8 masks printed off so we all looked the same – a wise move for Greg as when he wondered off at least he would recognise one of us!
I would hate to see a hardcore night of drinking having witnessed a Bruce ‘quiet night’. As always, Bruce got ‘crunk’ on every available opportunity! He even threatened to climb Arthurs seat at 4 in the morning. If only his quad biking skills matched – 2 laps was enough before he chuntered.
Spent a lot of time ‘nosing’ – I can hear the groans of disappointment from Sorrell Drive, as well as getting sweaty and grabby on the tiles. Danced with a door in Newcastle after being told where to go by the natives!
Flew in on Friday with Tallen having missed the Geordie leg of the trip. As always, armed with his camera, Wop did his best to document proceedings as well as taking great delight in photographing Bruce – who didn’t always see the amusing side.
Spent most of the time avoiding pints and dancing, but did find time to give fashion tips to local denim admirers and directional lessons to Chip shop finders.
He even broke his 2 pint rule... just.
Like Wop, Flew in on Friday having also missed the Geordie leg of the trip. With Pringle shares rising in Scotland on the news of Tallens arrival, he disappointed the crisp manufacturers by promptly spending all his time looking for Pizza Crunch (Deep Fried Pizza)! Having failed he reverted to Pringles!
Sporting his best Penguin gear (if only there was a duck brand), Orvs sprits were lifted further when he found a late night newsagent selling food.
Much to the bewilderment of Ste, not even doubles at £2.40 could tempt the Hoff away from his obstinate drinking habits. He later claimed to be drinking Vodka, but the smart money was on water!
Drew the short straw for the Camper bed, but did a sterling job in washing up and making teas. Lost a few packets of Roysters too a late night hungry burglar.
Despite looking like one of Colonel Gaddafi’s long lost sons, Haz brought along his liberal ideas by liberally helping himself to midnight packets of crisps as well as being Pipes ‘play thing’.
The curly haired lefty looked quite perturbed by Friday nights events despite Rangers best efforts to ‘comfort’ him.
Still managed to be the last one out of the door.
Baz’s quotable worryingly came from sleep talking which begs the question – who was he talking to? He late mumbled ‘just file it’ – Worrying really.
Enjoyed himself with his ‘mask of Zorro’ which liberated/exonerated his former self from his current ‘boatrace’. With this new found freedom he danced the night away, even daring talking to girls without a keyboard. The change I fear will be short-lived… until the next stag do with masks!
Coops its seems, did his best to go under the radar when the camera came out. A pitiful amount of incriminating photos has yet to emerge.
Looked a little baffled by some of the high brow wit and banter flying around but soon realised that most of it was flying in Bruce’s direction, so why not take part!
Looked slightly nervous when placed in the seat under the mic at the comedy club.