Never got the name of the band mate, but I've seen them in there before, four old rocking dudes knocking out some good ol' Rock'n'Roll with bit of Dr Feelgood thrown in
Sounds like our kinda music... The problem is that by the time the gig gets around I'd be pissed 10 fold over or arrested or in bed with a kebab and no thats not a euphemism
I was a bit ****faced when we got to the Duck mate, we went back over to the Peacock to see if you were in there but left about 9.30 Talking of Peacocks, Jamie Peacock was in Billy's Bar after the game Shako
If you hadn't been ****ing about celebrating the first goal you wouldn't have hurt your back mate and you'd have met him, he did ask if he could have a photo taken with me though
Went ok except I did my back in after the match, missed meeting OLOF in Billys bar, had to get a taxi back to the hotel. Then it was the longest day the Sun to get my flight back. Two Nuns sat beside me on flight over, think I turned them off the Holy path, they didn't except the offer of a beer. Had a laugh with them though. Before they had sat down I told them I was an atheist......
.........oh and I asked them were they reading 50 shades of grey, their prayer book was the answer.......whoops
I reckon when you are over next we should run a competition.something along the lines of guess the mishap and or bodily injury.something is bound to happen its the way of it.
It's my own fault Wakey for standing in the South Stand beside the away fans. My mind thinks I'm still in my 20s but my body doesn't
I've a similar problem when ogling 20 year olds, I forget to them, I must look like Their grandfather