So I went out yesterday afternoon for a few drinks with the girlfriend,ran into a mate from work who was planning on going to this bungee jumping event at this pub.We'd had a few by this point,so we decided to tag along,and once we got there,I got steadily more drunk,and after about an hour I thought "Fuck it,I want to have a go.Failed miserably to persuade anyone there to chip in to the cost,signed (well,scrawled) my name on some form,and up I went.At no point did the organisers enquire about my age (I'm 40) my health (bad arthritis) or mental state (pissed up)
Glad I did it though,it was fantastic!


Although with my New Rocks on,I do look a bit like Frankenstein's monster.And had I any idea that I was going to do it when I left the house yesterday morning,I would have made a point of wearing my "Heavy Metal Killed My Face" shirt.
Oh,and IT was FIFTY QUID
