I used to live in Colchester and would often go into town on a Friday night aged 16 to kick the **** out of drunken Scottish/Northern squaddies. Bunch of ****s.
I wasn't always such. Once upon a time I was a fit strapping fellow me lad who cut a fine dash, most of my collegues were also strapping, fit young men, who liked a beer and a fight in any order.
Yes i was in prison. Spike island and Cork prison. Old ****ey 19th century buildings with no toilets in the cells. Piss pot and slopping out in the morning. The screws thought they were funny men until some bleeding heart liberals declared slopping out inhumane and everyone who ever had to slop out in cork, limerick, portlaoise and mountjoy got compo. Good times
Nah . Nah i bought a 2000 reg M5 and a **** load of drugs , booze and 2 dogs. Paid aff the credit union too. Im disappointed i didnt think of lace doylies now