Just spent the last couple of minutes trying that mate ..... without a well positioned mirror, you're ****ed.
What's with the avatar Billy? BTW as always a big time of the year for you mate. You know it's love from all of us in York..
Well a cheeky little minx from Roker changed it Joe after I inadvertently left myself logged in on her laptop, can't trust Mackem lasses. Same sent back marra, good to hear you've got your house sold. I shall have to cross the Tyne to get to North Road cemetery. Do you know if I require any vaccinations to perform this task? Last time I went I took the precaution of having a rabies jab. Just as well for me as the bloke cutting the grass bit me on the arm & he had teeth like Shane McGowan.
They seem to be the worst kind of Scot. I'm sure many are sound but from my experience I've not found them pleasant people. Spent many a holiday up in the highlands, Invernesshire. Best scenery in the world and the people are lovely. Different world from glasgow.
Some of the soundest lads iv'e met, fought and call true friends are from Glasgow. Great City, great people..
Beasts mate, pure beasts. Do you know, I was once offered the freedom of the city of Newcastle for being a right twat & managing to form a relationship with two mag lasses, not at the same time I hasten to add. However, seeing as how I had neither sheep nor cows to graze on the town moor I had to turn it down. I asked the city freemen if my Lurcher would do but they refused because Lurchers dinnet eat grass. I explained that she would help keep the rabbit population down but alas, it fell on deaf ears.
Glaswegians are great people mate, very down to earth. Sure there's the sectarian divide & you have to tread carefully but I've never had any bother up there. Very true mate, it's a great place. I lived in two of it's ****holest estates. Sighthill & Red Road flats. Red Road was an amazing place. It had an underground pub next to the bingo hall. The pub had not a single window but had "windows" painted on the wall depicting scenes from the Clyde shipyards. I've worked with lads who were Black Watch & they were top boys. Proud as **** & as hard as they come. Glasgow reminds me of Sunderland in many ways, what with the demise of coal & ships. The dear old green place will always be in my heart, I'll always have a soft spot for her. It's like having an ex girlfriend that you just can't forget.
No humour Billy and you know what, I get called a soppy twat now for having a heart, ffs what's the world about eh? On a footnote, glasgow's sound as are you my man and we have both been beaten up a lot over the last few years. You keep smiling Billy & like me, one day at a time..x
Know what you mean marra. I would stand toe to toe with any ****er but at the end I'm emotionally soft as ****e. When it was my Janies funeral her brothers had to drag me away from the grave because I literally almost jumped in with her.
It's been great for Derry bringing in thousands of tourists but then Derry has a rich culture in the arts. I don't know much about Hull but good luck to them. http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VlXWPR7oPUE http://www.irishtimes.com/culture/4...ty-transformed-1.1498092#.UhHcS12m1Tl.twitter http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=j722NU...top_uri=/watch?v=j722NUaV__s&feature=youtu.be
Honestly man, you should've seen the clip I was in that day. Her coffin was lay open in her mams flat in Dunston. Alls I could see was her lovely face & the pure white silk surrounding it. I sat there by her side & wept & wept & wept. I cried so much her mam had to drag me away because the tears were staining the silk cloth. Like I said to you, I'm not a religious man but shortly after she died I was laying in bed alone & I could hear breathing & indeed, feel it on my face. It only happened the once but even now, when I'm sad, I get a whiff off her perfume. Strange man, just ****ing strange. She used to have a go at me for being on the internet late at night. "What you doing man clicking away, click, click, ****ing clickety click. Stop your ****ing ckicking." Sometimes these days I wonder why it doesn't happen & then I look at the bed & think, "oh aye that's right."
Not sure whether I believe or not mate but it definately happened. I held my breath that night & there was not a single other soul in the house. You know when you're laying next to your lass & you can feel her breathing on your face? Well that's what it was like. I miss my Janie so much, it's ****ing crippling at times, the mag twat. ****ed off & left me when I loved her so much.
