Picked my son and grandson up yesteday, around 8.45 for trip to football at Hibs. Could not park outside house so parked at the end of the street. Got back to car to find a lad, around 19, hair dishevelled, still in party clothers and looking ****ed."You OK mate" I asked,"Yes, just waiting for taxi, got lucky last night and had one hell of a **** with a lass in this street". Dont know who it was with but that thought kept me going all ****ing day, oh to be young again.
