Great uncle Bulgaria of course.. So where are you wombling off to this Christmas Orinoco? Over ground, underground maybe?
Sounds good mate.. Nowt like a wander around the Tennis courts when you are biting the finger nails.. Always the best from me as you know and hopefully see you soon.. The very best to you both..
Men nowadays are soft as shyte . No man should ever be scared to face another man were all human. If we lose dust ourselves down and move on, learn from whatever mistakes were made and move on. I wouldnt turn a fight down against any man whatever shape or size. Pains temporary self respect and pride is endless.
I once got lamped by a right haymaker off a lass in Sunderland years ago. Was coming back from the bar struggling to hang on to 4 pints, just approaching where the lads were to hand over the beers and this lass just swung a punch which landed smack on my mouth, bust me bottom lip open and needless to say the pints went all over the place. Apparently some dick had been tugging this lasses hair from behind, she'd had enough and let one go and i walked past at the wrong time. ****ing charming cos the bouncers thought i'd started it all and kicked me out, ****ing ****ers. The lass did come out and straighten it all out and apologised but by them my lip was up like a balloon and i had blood all over the front of my shirt and beer everywhere.
. This may come as a suprise (maybe not). I had a tart wrap a Heineken bottle over. me swede.as i was having a fracas with her bloke. ****er never broke, but it knacked for days. Some bloke once put a clay jug into the back of me heed (the ones that used to be on every bar) 8 stitches and a canny scar. Neither come close as to when some twat stuck a gun in my face in some seedy nightclub. Sharp exit.
I never would have suspected that mate you come across as such a peaceful and loving bloke, tbh I thought you might be a monk.
I actually knew the bird mate, it was just a one of them wrong place wrong time things. Still got arrested like for twitting the bouncer during the fracas, the twats took me as far as Bridge Street and kicked me out of the car. Sort of happy and relieved but sick as **** cos i had a big fat bust lip and was freezing cold and all me mates were still in the town drinking. It's a canny walk from Bridge Street to Holmeside when you're pissed and freezing
I hope it wasnt you mate but I once seen a lad getting a good kicking in in that alleyway next door. He came staggering out claret all ower his nose n mouth, shirt ripped to bits and generally looking a mess. I just said "youve got no chance of getting a tap looking like that mate". Probably explains why the Diplomatic Corp was never for me.
Ya werent in the Navigation pub were you tees? Lovely and welcoming for away fans in there. Is the Purple Onion still open?
Haha no mate I was in Stockton. The Purple onions changed names now i think. How do you know these places?
Worked down Boro for a while and been in them. The Navigation wasnt on a match day tho. Been in the Purple Onion for a meal with the company I was working with. Also had the pleasure of visiting the Bongo Club on a regular basis..