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Foto man wrote Yeah it would have been about then. Did I sing? Really? I can't remember, I was mostly pissed at the time. I had me own bottle of Irish in there I did. That was the only reason they kept unbanning me because I was the only one who drunk two bottles of the stuff a week.
Hence the hip jiggy. Discraction versus reaction, innit. Are you sure you wouldn't be better as Ian Gillan?
It was somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember Whinging Courier Mr Christian, Sir? Yes, Bos'n? Er,, me and the lads have had a whipround, Sir, and we've bought you a dress. Y'know, for when it's your turn, next, Sir. -- Dave GS 850 x2 / SE 6a SbS#6 DIAABTCOD#16 APOSTLE#6 FUB#3 FUB KotL OSOS#12? UKRMMA#19 COSOC#10
Jamieson's weren't it? I remember the occasional session would develop into bit of verse and a shout of quiet from that irascible old Ned Sparkes. Were you with us on that Sunday lunch time in Sept 68 when the rains flooded it and the Crown (now Half Crown), and we drove out on to the A127 to see the yachts using the slip road down to the A130 as a launch ramp? You'll take the piss now - I don't drink ale at all... The occasional single malt is my thing - Macallan.
Whinging Courier wrote There is a lot of people I would rather be but it is a done deal now and they have a programme to produce.
Foto man wrote No I was on a coach trip the night before with the Thundersly Boys, when it was just as flooded. We were out on a triple stag do and we picked the coach up and carried across the central reservation to dry land at the A130 and managed to make it the wrong way up the A127 to the pub. Those were the days eh, we knew our priorities.
steve auvache grabbed the crayons and scrawled We have all seen the b0g picture, please don't remind us!
Whinging Courier says... He bought my ex-girlfriend the biggest bunch of flowers I have ever seen for her 30th birthday. She used to be his daughter Grace's nanny.
Whinging Courier says... .....until she wrote off their Escort Cabriolet in snow, by running into a fuel tanker with Grace in the car. Jane is a notoriously shite driver.