The 'Morning' after ....

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Groan .... morning ... need coffee .... need ciggies ... groan

......... later, ok?

Feeling somewhat better but in urgent need of Medication

 

Smoky Drinky it is then. Will make arrangements and prepare food etc for tonight ... not forgetting copious amounts of medicinal Jack Daniels. Blogging will be light but realistically l foresee non-existant till tomorrow at the earliest. 

Hoist the colours m'earties!

Outlaws, Outlaws, ..... everywhere.

It had been a very good Smoky-Drinky evening ... well actually most of the night, prob all of the night for some. ln fact l do remember it being daylight when l finally crashed out. I awoke wanting coffee, so l made my way slowly downstairs to the kitchen. Music was still playing but at a low level, someone thoughtful had turned it down low in the early hours. l realised that 'someone' was probably me once l recognised the playlist that was on ... it was my mellow playlist. We have numerous playlists from the 2000+ albums on the music system. The track currently playing was Brown Eyes by the Mac.

The smell of coffee hit my nostrils as l poured the hot water into the cup. What a glorious sensation that is first thing in the morning, definitely one of life's pleasures. Something at the back of my mind told me there was something amiss in the kitchen, something missing. My brain tried to kick in and for a brief moment did ... then spluttered to a stop like engines do on a cold winter morning. That brief moment had given me the answer though ... the cats! Our 2 cats were usually there in a morning waiting for their humans to feed them. Waiting is not an adequate description as it omits the constant meowing, just in case your eyes didn't see them.

Obviously the barbecue last night had more than accommodated their needs and they were now curled up asleep somewhere warm and secluded as cats do. The smell of last nights barbie was still lingering and l chuckled to myself as l wondered what the health food control freaks would've made of it. There was a great deal of red meat incl 16oz steaks ... how much was that over the 70gm recommended limit?

Leaving the kitchen l made my way into the living room. One had to be careful as the floor was littered with plates, bottles, glasses, ashtrays empty cigarettes packets and one comatose human. Only the back of the head was visible from under the quilt but by the hair l deducted the form was female but l could've been wrong. l slumped into the leather armchair that was in the bay window and reached for some cigarettes. The ownership of the cigarettes were in definite dispute but they were my brand so it was close enough.

Picking up a lighter made me feel really smug with myself. l'd bought 6 lighters a couple of months ago, they are disposable lighters but they are big. So big that they rarely if ever get lost because they are about 6" long and 1.5" wide! No inadvertently putting them in your pockets etc, no losing them amongst the flotsam and jetsam ... you just light up and put them down. l could see 2 others in the room and l wasn't even really looking. These lighters really are a must.

Ahhhhhhh that first cigarette and coffee in a morning ... words fail me. What could be more satisfying? ... perhaps that cigarette after you've just had great sex? .... mmmmmmmm. As l contemplated this, l surveyed what had been our living room. Over on the sofa were two other humans, although identification was impossible as the only body parts visible were 4 feet ... feet on the end of legs, not measurement.

Should l mention the pair of skimpy knickers on the floor? ... no, better not.

Amongst the plates were bottles and glasses, lots of them, and they all seemed to be empty. The UK Treasury would not be happy though as all the wine and beer had been homemade. The Jack D wasn't homemade but it had been bought abroad. Then there were all the cigarette and tobacco packets scattered about displaying various health warnings. One assumes they were health warnings but seeing as they were all in foreign languages how could l be sure? Nope, the UK treasury would definitely not be happy at all and neither would all the righteous health control freaks.

All this red meat, alcohol, tobacco ... and all on the righteous outlawed list, yet wonderfully enjoyed by all our guests. These included non-smokers, smokers, male, female, different ages and all of them outlaws! What a great morning! Finishing my coffee and cigarette l rose from the armchair as Stay from Floyd began to play.

l then opened the curtains and looked out .... PERFECT!

Sons of Anarchy

This show is hidden away on Five USA but is a massive hit in the States, especially with the guys and bikers..Series 2 has just started here but in the States Series 3 has come and gone. Series 4 is now being filmed. I came late to the party but now courtesy of friends in the States, l too have finished Series 3. lt pulls no punches and is hard hitting. The show whilst being a drama is as realistic as a drama can be and conveys much of the realism of Outlaw MC's ... even Sonny Barger has a cameo role. The music that accompanies the series is excellent. The soundtrack in the clip is by Battleme and is a cover of Neil Young's Hey Hey, My My. No apologies for the prevelance of smoking :)

Which brings me to Skegness Rock n Blues 2011. Many bikers were there but there was a distinct lack of 'colours' although many are from MC's. In all the years l've been going l've never seen any trouble.

What is noticeable is smoking. Even though Butlins Skegness has a policy of no smoking in any of it's accomodation ... nobody takes any notice. We visited quite a few apartments of friends, old and new, and they were all smoking (legal and illegal) in the apartments. The venues are non-smoking but even there a minority take little notice and you don't hear any of the righteous either ... maybe they know to keep away? :) Not forgeting the alcohol of course ... smoky drinkys spring up all over the resort.

Smokers have been targeted and made outlaws by the righteous and governments. Well, be an outlaw and join many others who have no problem with being made outsiders ... The Sons and Daughters of Anarchy one could say.

Smoky Drinky Biker Style

Weekend of bikes, girls, rock music, drink, smokes and anything else l've forgotten.

See you after weekend!

Smoky Drinky Weekend

Yes the weekend ... all of it. This really is a wonderful place to be. Everyone calls down at sometime or another. They stay, go home or do what they want. No restrictions, no rules, just everyone mucks in together. The place has 5 bedrooms but more can be accommodated if you're not picky and nobody is. You do what you want and so do the others. Music is piped through the house with a system to die for. Amplifiers control the sound level to every part of the house including the garden and the selection of music is from 2000+ albums. All these are digital on the main computer but there are other computers throughout the house so if you prefer something different, say in the bedroom, you can access it. Don't get me wrong, these computers are not state of the art but are very functional ... and all are connected to the internet. There are TVs but they are very seldom used because everyone seems to prefer music.

Food and drink are supplied by everyone who comes ... not forgetting the smokes of course. Not everyone are smokers but there's none of this waffing of hands in front of the face, verbal indignation and the like. People are just socialising together how it used to be in pubs. There's also no limit to how long you can stay ... the house is commonly referred to as Hotel California.

In truth, it is akin to the concept of communes in my youth except everyone have there own homes to go to so l suppose in reality it could be termed a holiday commune ... like taking a time-machine in some respects.

Oh,  l forgot to mention the library, there are 1000's of books and something for everyone ... fiction, non-fiction, sf .. the list goes on. lt's not a library as such, it's just built in bookcases scattered around the house. Even that cannot accommodate the owners full collection. He has the rest stored in a container.Want talking books? ... library of those too! Is the owner an eccentric? .... 100% but the most mild mannered laid back person you will ever meet ... and generous to a fault. He is also extremely well educated and very intelligent. lf science is your passion you would love it here. An example is the magazine New Scientist ... his collection goes back 20+ years ... all of them! Don't for a moment think that he's boring .... his other passions include music and women amongst others. Think it would be very apt here to say 'don't judge a book by it's cover'.

Must go now and join the crew downstairs ... long weekend ahead, smoking, drinking, talking, debating, laughing ... blah, blah. Not much blogging envisaged though others may and have.

Being alive is not enough, one has to live.

Stuff the righteous ... it won't say on my tombstone 'he died' it will say 'he lived' and right below the engraved skull and crossbones.

Which reminds me ... the flag is proudly flying outside. :)

The Resistance's Smoky Drinky now stocked.