Even lads like to take little sea-side jaunts to pastures new and old. When you're constantly nailing lager and acting like a massive man, you need to take a little time out. We did it in Faversham. The word we continually came back to was idyllic...
|Shithead goes on tour|
|Lad's eating tea|
|'Can you fuck off blogging my fucking face?'|
|Feet on a beach|
|Living it up laddish styles in Margate|