how unlucky is this

yorky

12 Jan 10 14:14

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some friends of a friend went on a weeks trip to blackpool,part of hotels package was a few coach trips out, one of them a mystery tour, the mystery tour only took em back to where they live, lol, everyone got off bus and were going oh its nice here and they were going this is where we live!,on the lancashire yorkshire border

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Report jamesbeckton. • January 12, 2010 2:15 PM GMT

lol

Report slimfast • January 12, 2010 2:16 PM GMT

Unlucky on so many levels.

Report jamesbeckton. • January 12, 2010 2:16 PM GMT

tbvf though this is what happens if you go on a holiday to Blackpool

Report kingfisher 23 • January 12, 2010 2:18 PM GMT

funniest post ever :D

Report yorky • January 12, 2010 2:21 PM GMT

I myself went on a mystery tour once, the wife, my mum ,my gran, wasnt best pleased to be on the bus anyway,drove for good hour and half up towards ripon, everyone goes oh its ripon, oh its thirsk, no it wasnt any of these it was a big round about just outside ripley, that we went round 3 times then set off home, thought this isnt on, stormed to front of bus and demanded we stop somewhere, ended up stopping in wetherby everything shut bar the chippy, very bad day in my life that was least the fish n *****were nice

Report Diploire • January 12, 2010 2:45 PM GMT

Why would you go on a mystery tour? The chances are they won't take you to a place that you want to go to. Secondly if it was going to be somewhere good then the mystery tour would cost decent money, as it is mystery tours are generally cheap therefore you'll usually end up in a naff British seaside town unless you're taking a trip from a naff British seaside town and then you'll end up at a naff model village or bird sanctuary. I've not heard of one mystery tour that ends up in Las Vegas.

Report Big Charlie • January 12, 2010 3:29 PM GMT

Many years ago, before the war, my dad, his brother and their mates used to drink in The Bridge House in Canning Town, east London.

The docks were full of merchant ships in those days.

For a joke, some of the merchant seamen they befirended carried one of dads mates aboard, left him in a bunk, drunk as a sack.

He was supposed to wake up and get off the ship before it left.

He got a nice mystery tour. He had to work his passage out and back as the ship wasn't going to take him back to London.

He ended up in Panama. :^0