Desperate TimesStranded in a hotel in an African war zone with no internet access for two weeks, I was forced to resort to desperate measures. Possessing only my passport and the clothes I stood up in; and the warning "You can catch it shaking hands with a vicar out there" ringing in my ears, I had to draw my own porn in order to preserve my sanity.
Alas, it all came out looking like Coronation Street's Audrey Roberts, but, as they say, any port in a storm.
What have you done in times of great desperation?
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Scaryduck - twitter.com/duckorange, Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:10)
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Beans . . .I remember trying to hitch home from Glastonbury one year (to Aberdeen, quite a journey) and it was going very badly. I was absolutely starving, had no money and was 500 miles from home. I found an unopened tin of beans lying by the side of the road which I promptly smashed open (this was before your fancy ringpull tins) and ate with my fingers. Tasted beautiful and I eventually got home 2 and a half days later.
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I bet......that you had many more adventures in those two and a half days than just a tin of beans. Do share!
How long did the trip as a whole take?
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I once had to resort to opening a tin of beans with a hammerbecause I couldn't work out how to use the tin opener (I'd never used one other than the butterfly type before) and I was too proud to ask for help on how to use it.
Geological hammers do the job very well, I can tell you.
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Bob Yuletodd Avaaz candlelit vigil, 12th, Richmond: see profile, Sun 18 Nov 2007, 18:43,
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