Your argument is that, as a 37 year old, my fucked body is due to alcoholism and not the fact that I’m a 37 year old who has ridden a skateboard for 25 years? I dunno man…
And honestly, alcohol is a massive problem for a huge chunk of society. I’d probably rather smoke legal weed or something. But there’s no way I’m blaming alcohol for the state of my knees
Always said that if by some chance I came into a large sum of money I’d totally buy Piel island off the Furness peninsula and turn it into a skate Mecca/independent state of skate.
The island has a pub, small farm, a row of terraced houses and a castle.
Usurp the current king (wicker man style burning to be discussed) claim the pub as my own, get lobster potted on my own stash then get started on the castle by turning it into some insane bowl contraption with 14 types of coping. Maybe add some cannons to deter unwelcome nobheads.
Visitors can stay in the terraces with their own private mini ramp, camping kettle and teabags. They’re probably haunted but that’s cool too.
Knighthoods awarded to those who bring maximum stoke and dark chocolate hobnobs.
The king’s chair rule should be a having to make a brew for everyone.
For those of you who don’t know in the island pub there’s an original throne chair carved from a solid tree that sits in the corner of the bar, you can only sit in it if you’re willing buy everyone present a drink.
You were drawn in by the cheese bar, happens to the best of us.
In my original list I forgot a goal painted on to the outer wall so you can play Spot or Wembley Knockout while waiting for me to get out of bed to come and open the park, because I’m always fucking late everywhere.