I'm currently in Madeira (or what's left of the fucker) and have suffered the full bollocks of holidaying abroad. Cunts who rush to the boarding gate as soon as they hear that their row has been called. Acting as if they have 10 seconds to board the plane. Entering the plane at the very front and then having to present my boarding pass and being told to go right (I mean it's a fucking tube, I can only go right unless I'm driving the bastard). Sitting in front of some little bastard who kicks the shit out of my seat. Sitting behind some cunt who rocks backwards and forwards like some fucking metronome. Having to listen to one of those cunts who stands up as soon as the seat belt sign goes off and stands in the aisle having a loud conversation with some other loud cunt. Then having my bag searched at Funchal airport by some butch fucking customs officer who thinks I'm a Kosovan on her own. Then when I get to my 5 star hotel get some cunt from Bermondsey trying to chat me up even though he's with his wife and kids. I'm now on my balcony, drinking a white russian listening to a load of fucking pissed up northerners 3 floors below yakking about the days football. It can only get better. Can't it??