Viva Newquay!
Published by James E on Tuesday, September 05, 2006.
Spent the weekend in Cornwall for Ned's stag weekend. After a warm up meal in Rick Stein's excellent bistro, we headed into Padstow for Friday night for some super-huge doggery. In fact, there was so much doggery, you could've started your own pound. Shenanigans including one of the best men throwing up under the table into an antique tobacco tin and the landlord immediately heading over the retrieve the receptacle, without realising it's new contents.
Saturday afternoon we went surfing in Polzeath, which was absolutely fantastic. The photo above was taken after our lesson. From left to right: Ned (the stag) - Dave - Macca - Jeff - Ben (best man 1) - George (best man 2) - Ed - me - my trusty surfboard.
After a swift refreshment (and a check of the underage drinkers) in The Mariners, we headed back to get ready for a night out in Newquay. Oh my Lord. Newquay is one of the most miserable places I have visited in these fair isles. Heaving with stag and hen nights, each bar entices you in with pound-a-pint offers and free entry if you're wearing fancy dress. Late in the evening we headed to "Teasers", Newquay's only strip club, which was WEAK. They hadn't even organised a license, so the (pretty ropey) local girls all wore bikinis. Waste of time. We rounded off the evening with a suitably cheesy nightclub and kebab. Fantastic fun all round.
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