Gruesome reading

I've knocked Arthur Scargill to the floor. I said "Sorry", helped him to
his feet and scarpered before the rather cross looking NUM contingent
could get me.

Anne Sacrgill spilt my pint once.

 

Scargill.

 

Awesome. Good old Frank.

No, I remember the leaflet which had the same wording as the hysterical
website. I remember clearly, being about 7, and reading the thing
again, and again. I also have a near-photographic memory for the
written word, which helps.

 

No, a car was being filled. I was too young to be doing that.

I bumped into Paul McCartney once. I said, "sorry, mate", and he said
"that's okay".

 

In uk.rec.motorcycles, Ben Blaney amazed us all with this pearl of
wisdom:

I met that bloke, Gareth from the kids' programme How2.

I was delivering an envelope to an address in Camden that was full of
old motorbikes and pinball tables. He was outside with another bloke I
didn't know who took me in to sign for it.

 

Was it just a partial, or an 'all out', brother?

 

In

As in filling Timothy Spall??

That's an ugly, ugly mental image.


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Pete M

Alfa 155
Ford Capri (still broked)
Porsche 911 3.2 (For Sale - ebay soon)
COSOC #5, OMF#9
Scouse Git extraordinaire. Liverpool, Great Britain

 

Not as bad as that of being filled by Timothy Spall, however.