Just call me Santa
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Yeah I'm gonna put pictures into this one, like it or lump it, suckas! 
Look I just happened to take the camera with me & I thought you might like to see some pictures of some nice, relaxing *cough-dull-cough* boats & stuff, awight?
I'm just a sl*t for posting pictures now I know how to go about it, thats all 
I'm most chuffed with the end result of the Giveaway Bonanza, largely because I've managed to send off 23 parcels - including 2 to Europe, 3 to the USA and 1 to good ol' HK (and most bizarre it doth feel, me sending stuff to Hong Kong) - all for less than £20!
I am impressed. Actually impressed. By Royal Mail. For the first time ever, and, I suspect also the last time but hey, at least we had a first time in the first place.
Lets hope they actually all get to where they should, eh?
The bloody wrapping was a proper nightmare though: I had to take a day off work yesterday and it actually occupied the larger part of that, but mostly due to the unconventional time and place I chose to do it...
Intrigued? Well, no, obviously.
I mean, how *fruitcage* ing glamourous can wrapping parcels up with cartridge paper and bubblewrap possibly be?! Hardly thriller material is it? (smells more like filler material, in fact 
).
But just imagine yourself trying to do so in a confined space - the front seat of a moving car, in fact - with all the airsoft stuff, wrapping, scissors, sellotape, bubblewrap etc strewn around you or piled up in front of you so high that the edge of it only just about fits under your chin, while your Dad is waffling on about boat stuff right next to you (ostensibly I took the day off yesterday to help prep my parent's little narrowboat for the coming year) and your having to do all the wrapping with your hands high up in the air because there's a massive StackLok box on your knees and your wrapping a tiny 3" long parcel with the edge of a 6ft long roll of bubblewrap, and then again with a 2-foot wide piece of A2 cartridge paper, and you can't move any of it into your Dad's driving space and he's complaining about the noise of the Sellotape being unrolled at high speed every 0.25 seconds, and you know the only time your gonna have in that whole day is on the journeys to and from the boat, and you really have to get it done ASAP because you promised everyone it would get done by today, and then you have to factor in the inevitable hangover and the fact that your knees are comprehensibly buggerated from running up all the hills in the crappy alternative skirmish site you used the day before, and generally your becoming increasingly irritated because you haven't had your medication for 2 days and your starting to get one of your `little headaches`...
In fact, so idiotic was my choice of location for this that I took a picture so you can see just how cramped it was.
Fit a slightly overweight & very crabby airsofter in between the seat and the red box and pile verything else on top. Then picture the silly sod flailing around in the limited space between his forehead and the windscreen with vast swathes of wrapping paper; desperately trying to get the right side of the sellotape onto the actual packages 
So yeah, that was a real fun journey
As we're in a piccy mood, heres that boat of theirs wot we were maintaining: 
And the rather more impressive sights of Bradford Marina: 
And another boat near their one that I can only hope and pray was named before 1999 and done so to honour the ancient Greek god of dreams, and not Larry Fishburne 
And proof that that I actually did wrap all the parcels and post them off 
Just look at that bleedin' receipt! Look at it!!
Stoopid thing was, of course, that I got home and finished the last 2 parcels (wrapped 21 packages with those huge rolls of wrapping stuff in the front of a cramped car: happy with that!) and then went for a quick lie down at about 3pm so I had the energy to walk to the post office before 5 ....
Yeah well, of course I woke up at 5:15, so I wasn't gonna get them posted anyway! Twat am I. Had to send them Today instead, which could have been better but at least its done. Sometimes I can be a real b*tch for punctuality!
Other than that as well it was nice just to get away from town life and onto the water for a few hours, even if only in the Marina. I'm no fan of boats in general, but the tranquility of it all over in Bradford-on-Avon is superb. They even have ducks on-site -
Which leaves the question of how to make orange sauce, and a good-sized net out of easily scavenged materials, hanging invitingly, nay, succulently, in the air 
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