Next, it's off to Bolton skatepark (near Manchester, in one of the 4,000 holes in Blackburn, Lancashire), where boards get waterlogged, wheels slide when you don't want them to and ramps get rendered useless. This would be a nice prefab park if it had a cover over it.
My new drug of choice, the china white one in the middle. This particular fix costs 40 quid, somewhere in the neighborhood of 70 US dollars. Too much for a deck? Yes, but the grip was free.
Loads of spots to be skated, like this school.
Now for the tourist stuff:
I'm on the phone, do ya mind?
Waiting for tickets. Just kidding.
Tea time.
Tolerated but still not legal.
That's when the hurdy gurdy man came singing songs of love.
Well, well, what's all this, eh son?
In the poob.
All within a stone's throw of South Bank.
The local filth.
Wembley at night.
Shame train.
Loser's limo.
Abbey Road crossing and studio.
Tower bridge.
Too damn expensive.
Edinburgh, Scotland.
The Black Rose, coolest pub in Scotland. They have Slayer on the jukebox.
Haggis.
Glory, glory Man United.
Hey Beavis.
Long trip, ready to go home.
British influence.
2 comments:
Slam City has been in business for ages. You went to the UK without reporting for SnA! For shame!
i did try to report, kilwag, but you made nothing of it! i did put a link up on your site to here though. doesn't that count?
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