Off Topic The SIR Kenny Dalglish Public House

Feeling a little bored this morning

 

Is that from your sailing days?

 

I had an auntie in L14 as well, Dovecot

Are the arches still there Page?

 

G - I would be very grateful for the favour in my pm - best behaviour from now

 

Walton Hall Park. Just past the Drive on Walton Hall Avenue which turns into the East Lancs Road (which takes you all the way to Mancland should you be so rash as to follow it too far).

 

Out with you, Blasphemer.

 

Yep jb, rough as a bears arse down by Dovey arches these days though mate, I'm a little bit further up the main drag in between Dovey and the Moss, much posher here with waterfalls, wild deer, canals, mountains and lovely unspoilt countryside.

 

I suspected that's the one you meant, but if you go to the one in Warrington any weekend, you'd swear you were in Liverpool

 

By rights you should be a blue saint, after all every Evertonian lives on or was brought around County Road.

 

Don't start that again or Milk will give us a picture of yet another boring machine!!!

 

did i miss something jb lol

 

I knew every one personally.
It's why I went the other way.

 

And supported Liverpool.

 

I knew you meant that saint, but I'd rather go the other way than support the blues.

 

Think it always was mate - although not my family obviously

Was always a bit scared going in the shops round there. Me and my cousins would go for a wander while the old dears had a chin wag - I remember near bommy night one time a lad throwing a banger - next time we went and they all asked about going the shops I declined. Everywhere always seemed a long way away when you were a kid, I think it was 3 buses to get there. The eldest of those cousins was the first ever in the family to go to university, he's in the US now a director of a chemical company or something.

I was bored a few weeks ago and thought I'd google all my cousins I don't keep in touch with to see if any were on twitter or whatever to see what they were up to [ I'm not on twitter, just look sometimes if one of me lads points me in the direction] - anyway there was a picture of him and I thought 'you've put a picture of your dad there' - obviously he hadn't but doesn't time fly. I still imagine him in his fairisle ganzy and keks held up under his arms with a big buckled belt

 

I was asking G to be on his best from now on as if I would do anything wrong

 

Great story jb, they've progressed to throwing grenades instead of bangers these days.

 

Like a bradawl?

Afternoon, chaps!

 

Interestingly, I lived in a street with over 60 (tiny) houses in it. In the 60's there were about 8-10 cars in that street.
On match days, the whole area was clogged full of cars parked on both sides of the street, so even then loads of people were coming from afar to watch the game.
The support was never as "local" as has been made out.