We're off rambling again mate. Our fish and chip night was a Saturday. Patty and chips for the kids and fish lots for the parents. hahaha My dear old Mam hated the skin on her fish though, so I used to snaffle it, I fecking loved the taste. And all of it drowning in salt and vinegar. My kids don't believe me when I say a treat we looked forward to, was a buttered Jacobs Cream Cracker sprinkled with sugar.
Thing is they won't mate, it's just life from the 80/90's onwards that everything was on a plate. We had a bottle of pop on the Sunday dinner table that Grays used to deliver on the Friday night, normally Cream Soda as me dad liked that. We used to will that ****ing top to come off as we waited for the main man to unscrew it, always warm when pored (we had no fridge) but ****ing beautiful. At christmas dinner we had 2 bottles, cream soda and ginger beer haha, no ****ing wonder my heads mushed..
My Granda was a pitman in Houghton. He used to get those large pot bottles of ginger beer delivered and we had to wait to see if he would offer us some. If we asked for some we never got it.
I can just picture Bucky O'Hare....massive goofy teeth, huge wabbit-like ears and a carrot stuck reet up his ass. And I bet ya he's proper beelin' behind that computer screen. What's Up Doc?
I remember picking ****ing daffodils from fields for my ma's mothers day present, getting sent home in a foot of snow from school, flicking PG tip cards off a book to see which went the furthest, in fact I remember it all and they were great memories, the smacked arses the lot..
I often wonder when kids took over the running of this world. Modern parenting does my head in with its "consultation" among the family and due consideration of other sibling feelings etc. Bring back smacking, the cane, discipline, and eat it or go hungry, wait your turn, and every other saying that we would get a clip around the ear for if we did not obey.
Canings at school stopped me being a twat most of the time. If I was at school now I would be a nightmare for teachers, they can't even defend themselves against the kids ffs! If my parents heard I had been caned they didn't dash to the school to berate the teachers, they give me a good hiding too. The rubber ring off the old pop bottle stoppers used with a bent hair grip and an old wooden peg. To make a matchstick gun.
David Cameron says 500 of these nutters have gone to the Middle East from our country to fight for ISIL. How many more of these enemies within are living here?
Ha ha take the ****ing uncles and aunts to, have a ****ing party over the English Channel with the Qur'an humour, maybe a joke about how many ****ing idiots IS idiots you can get into a 4 seater toyota avensis armoured car, and get them to sing 'Le Vive France' in husky Arabic ****, we are the dogs of war, where's the ****ing light switch..
Bit of a bastard of a regiment to be in. https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=c...h&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ei=PS4jVJ71BOT5yQOSz
We must be mad in this country allowing this to happen, Joe. I honestly do not know where we will be in 20 years. Outnumbered, probably.
I worry about my young daughter, disabled partner & grandchildren, it eats me I need to be here. ***s went a few days ago, a 57 year old ex boxer pounding the bags again, saying over and over in my head, no ****er will get past me.. We will never be outnumbered, believe me, we won't..
It worries me as well mate and I don't think we are alone. There are so many people out there, normal people just like us, who are absolutely sick to death with with what has gone on in this country in recent years. If you fell asleep 30 years ago and woke up today to news that muslims have planted bombs and planned all kinds of other atrocities to kill us, you wouldn't believe it but that is the stark reality. That's what we've had, 30-40 years of massive demographic change in this country.
