Monday Photo Number 1

Just to brighten up everyones week from the start I thought it'd be a nice little idea to post up a pic on a monday, mainly cos I got loads lying around ;) But then I thoguht what if you lot have some pics? (If anyone reads this that is....) SoOOooo if you do have something you think is half deece send it in to me here and we'll see what happens. Oh and leave some comments you nuggets.

For now tho enjoy this gnarly slasher from Cuban Phil, deep end of Yate. Sick.

Kreeeeechurrr.

Old news? Bah who cares. Those of you with one ear to the grapevine will have known about the Creature team's flying visit to the UK. One "official" demo in Blackpool and a load of other stuff hit up along the way. Well we were lucky enough (thanks to them nice boyos at Shiners, bless em) to hook up with the team at the warehouse one night, which was spent mainly skip diving for old wheels, then at Chepstow bowls the next. In typical Yankeedoodah style they didn't rock up until the house lights went off. Perfect timing or maybe they really are the undead?. All good tho as myself, Wayne, some of the Newport Crue and assorted Bristol stragglers had a rad ol session while waiting for em. There was even an appearence from Matt Davies for those of you who know (Or care!).

As for the Yanks, well they ripped it (Alex Horn in particular!), but it was Stu Graham and Saul Evans who were really killing it. Ta to Jerome for letting me in on the secret of poaching the proper photographers flash so I could get that sick pic of Saul. If it crops up in a big mag remember you saw it here first ;)




TOP: Cashfish staleman / Phil"Tha Power" frontlips into the sunset.
MIDDLE: Alex Horn over hip to grind/ backside air/tailtap thingyme. Good hair.
BOTTOM: Ponts fs air tickler, sicker than it looks / Saul Evans shallow to deep, gotta land it if Big Stu is staring at yer!

Sweet Home Shamabama

Gah. Overdoing it is fun. Especially in the sunshine having a laugh. We spent our saturday back at two of Wiltshires finest village/town fairs (Fayres? Ah whatver). Oh yes - we know how to party.

Trowbridge "Beach party" was first, lot of people in a field with some sand. Badass. Luckily there was something to skate there, well sorta. It was a bit sketchy to say the least. Still we had fun, the food was amazing - Poulet's curried mutton and my morrocan meatballs were both pretty sweet.

After this we headed off to Melksham who were having a bigger party, very big infact. We got stuck on the main street during the procession on the way to the skatepark. Lots of people not wanting to be there, some pretty iffy costumes (!) and a few orange aliens. Small towns eh.

The skate we had was rad, there was a small music tent next to the mini ramp so we got to rip it up to the sounds of some local Emo/Metal band. Full session "in effect". About 8ish we all went to see the Mighty Muttley play a fine pub rock gig of many wonderful covers. Some people weren't too impressed, others were hoping Slayer were going to turn up. We's liking Sweet Home Shama-bama and Rockin in the Freeworld. Rockstar dad. Literally - we were left with the little monkey Ben while he went bananas - totally Haribo free aswell! It was hilarious up until the beer started getting knocked over, which was still pretty funny in itself.

A late night mini ramp session started up again then, Poulet was loving it - lambrini, Drum n Bass and a fun ramp. Rave Scene inna Zanzibars. We skated till darkness and moseyed home absolutely knackered, the crew was TIGHT YO, cheers to everyone for always being up for having a laugh, stupid shit like this is what makes great days better!

Fuck that was a bit soppy wasn't it?




TOP: Handjob pivotal moment / Crackfrontsiderock
MIDDLE: Boyo tre tha hip / Joe front dee low t'hiiiiiiigh
BOTTOM: Nick the Swindon Rocker slash and grab / Poulet floats one to fakie for Fabio n Grooverider

COR!.......sham.

Checked out a new park t'other night in the wilds of Wiltshire in a lovely little place called Corsham. "Well fuckin posh" according to Poulet who is allowed to use that sort of language now he's been in The Sun.

The park itself was a bit wierd, crete at least, with flatbanks of DOOM. Still quite a giggle really, worth a look if you are in the area but really not worth the reported £90,000 spent on it. Blakedown must be minted charging that, they might get it right soon too if we all keep our grubby fingers crossed.

We did some stunts, checked out Jackos rad homemade tee, made up some new tricks (Dilton Sliiiiide) and larfed at the clueless Local Rag Photographer (Pure brilliance, all you expected - pics of kickturns and not a clue what was going on. Comedy gold without trying. Watch out for Sean Goff appearing in the Bath Chronicle soon!)

I even finally landed a layback. Oh and a Pendulum. Stoked :)


Top - Dave big ol gnar wallride / Joe Nosepick..sorry Habpick..er..Nosegood.Ah whatever.
Middle - Local Tre flip BOOM (Dawg) / WAYNE-UR YOUR TEAS READY!
Bottom - Bawby Laidback pic by Muttley (Cheers!) / Hablobridewallgood.

Shaka shaka bruhda

Yeaaaaaaaaah brooooooooo. *cough* ah..yeah....got back in the sea last weekend, was rad good fun. A friday eve blast down to Croyde with Mr Hoodie (and his bargain tent!), some pints, a hilly picturesque campsite and a few hours sleep and we were up for a dawn session at Putsborough. Felt so good to get in the water and get a few waves, plus I didn't suck as bad as I thought I did!

A few hours kip in the Bent City approved tent afterwards set us up for a trip into Braunton where we found the bowl still full of sand. Now get this - the local council let the locals build this bowl then decide not to insure it and put big bags of sand in to stop anyone skating it?!?!?! How does that work? Braunton Council you are fucking retarded. We discussed this in full length in JSurf skate shop, visit here if you can - they carry a full range of sick Skull Skates stuff, and also a big rack of 70's shapes that would make Wayne-ur cream his little frilly knicks....

A pasty later we're heading back for the second surf of the day, bit bigger so our arms really feel it this time. Still good fun and Hoodie didn't manage to smack his face off his board this time! We stopped by South Molton skatepark on the way back but were too knackered to fully have it, still worth a visit if yer passing (It's by the Somerfield if yer wondering...took us a while!).

Cheers to Terry Butcher for driving, hope my inane babble didn't bore yer.

Oh skatepics? Oh alright then - here's a chicken in a silly hat doing some trick or other. (Yabba yabba Hengrove what?!?!?!)

FAAAACKIN METAAAALLL!

For those of you who ain't seen em yet, or those of you who want to see them again heres a lovely slideshow (awwww) from Slayer Day when we got proper evil at St Georges. Funniest drive home ever. Cheers Wayne.
DESCENT INTO SLIDESHOW HELL

Also scope Joxa tha boxa's site below for a link to the Anti Hero "2 song" skate fillum. S'fuckin awesome, nice one vicar.

Nob'ead.

This durty northerner has got a blog now. Scope it for fun giggles and shit filmed on phones that run on coal.
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