Places you have been and you know you shouldnt be there

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screenman

Squire

You got the wrong job.
 

DaveReading

Don't suffer fools gladly (must try harder!)
Location
Reading, obvs
Northern Ireland, 1983. Was over there on a two-week course and a couple of mates and I decided to hire a car and explore at the weekend. We headed south from Belfast through the Mourne Mountains and came across one of those pop-up RUC checkpoints.

Thr officer asked us where we were bound and we explained that we were headed for Kilkeel, having picked it at random from the map. He suggested that we might want to reconsider our plans, but when we asked why he simply said that it was a bit of a dull place. Needless to say, we ignored his advice and continued on our way.

When we got there, we found a pub and had great difficulty getting served, the barman was muttering things under his breath that we couldn't make out, though he reluctantly pulled pints for us. We sat quietly at the back of the pub, with the other drinkers all looking in our direction and the barman pointing us out to everyone who came in.

I've never drunk a pint of Guiness so quickly. We bade our host a polite farewell, checked under the car, and headed for Newcastle PDQ.

A colleague explained to us later that we had probably been mistaken for off-duty soldiers, although none of those would have been stupid enough to go into a pub in the heart of bandit country.
 

PK99

Legendary Member
Location
SW19
Upside down in my kayak with my head stuck in the sand whilst being smashed by the waves driven by a force 8. The same day the grain carrier ended up on Brighton beach, I thought that was the end, snapped the kayak getting out of it.

In that vein, the central reservation of the A66 in a Vauxhall Viva pirouetting at 60mph after hitting black ice, shortly followed by the fast lane of the opposite carriageway.
 

TheDoctor

Noble and true, with a heart of steel
Moderator
Location
The TerrorVortex
Stuck to the rear end of a Honda Civic. While driving a Renault Megane.
And lo! No-one was pleased with me.
Similarly, I once reversed my partner's new car into her daughter's new car. No-one was pleased with me then either.
If you have a new car, you'd best keep me away from it, it would seem...
 

swee'pea99

Squire
An aboriginal reservation in the far north of Queensland. I know I wasn't supposed to be there because the sign we passed on the way in told me so, in no uncertain terms. It was astonishingly grim, in case anyone's interested.
 
In a confession box in some highfalutin cathedral, religious type establishment in France at the age of 8.

Some geezer in a cassock didn't seem able to accept that I had mistaken it for a posh phone box.
 
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