ah nice one, where can I find it?just put up the highlights of tonight's match if you missed it
scratch that, just seen it.
ah nice one, where can I find it?just put up the highlights of tonight's match if you missed it
Still trying to plan my dads wake since Marchwhat yer deeing up at this time yer bugger
its the thread under this one dont look at the score first watch the match you will enjoyah nice one, where can I find it?
sorry mate grandpops is sorely missed never met him but loved his humorStill trying to plan my dads wake since March
Thanks, hitting me hard tonight, grief is an uncontrollable emotionsorry mate grandpops is sorely missed never met him but loved his humor
know how you feel was gutted when me mam died, took ages to get over it, she was very big in the church and led the choir like a whoopie Goldberg in sister act some cracking tunes congregation was always packed did a lot for the pensioners at harvest festival the archdeacon said i could put her cremated remains outside the church door, i followed the instructions to the letter with my brother even got compassionate leave from the paras to come home for it ,I started digging the vicar came up and pulled the spade from my hand, i told him we had permission and to contact the deacon , he ignored me , i told him now is not the time to do this go away had my spade behind his back wouldn't give it back, i snapped and cracked him one punch, he went out like a light broken nose and lost 3 teeth, he phoned the cops and i was charged. On the day of the trial i walked in and the judge was my old colonel, told him what happen , vicar confirmed it as did the archdeacon, i was let off and the church to pay costs,never been in a church since bunch of hypocrites when that vicar came to the church he had nowt after 5 years with my mam there he was running round in a new volvo. He got sent overseas somewhere.Thanks, hitting me hard tonight, grief is an uncontrollable emotion
Whereabouts in Belmont? I went to Belmont Comp.
Sorry to hear about your experience with your late mother, bless her soul and God bless youknow how you feel was gutted when me mam died, took ages to get over it, she was very big in the church and led the choir like a whoopie Goldberg in sister act some cracking tunes congregation was always packed did a lot for the pensioners at harvest festival the archdeacon said i could put her cremated remains outside the church door, i followed the instructions to the letter with my brother even got compassionate leave from the paras to come home for it ,I started digging the vicar came up and pulled the spade from my hand, i told him we had permission and to contact the deacon , he ignored me , i told him now is not the time to do this go away had my spade behind his back wouldn't give it back, i snapped and cracked him one punch, he went out like a light broken nose and lost 3 teeth, he phoned the cops and i was charged. On the day of the trial i walked in and the judge was my old colonel, told him what happen , vicar confirmed it as did the archdeacon, i was let off and the church to pay costs,never been in a church since bunch of hypocrites when that vicar came to the church he had nowt after 5 years with my mam there he was running round in a new volvo. He got sent overseas somewhere.
God bless you marra and praying you find consolation in your memories of your late father, bless his soul.Thanks, hitting me hard tonight, grief is an uncontrollable emotion
The Travs was my local for want of a better word although I haven’t been in there since around 1990. Sounds like you were describing my old school if there was a small row of shops nearby. When did your mam leave school? There’s a slight possibility we know each other.there’s a pub just round the corner called the travelers rest that I always head to for a pint when I’m up visiting my granda (unfortunately passed last year).
I don’t know the name of my mums school but I remember her pointing it out to me and it was next to a triangular road junction with a big church in the middle
Can't be true.Anyone hears we’re getting taken over by Somali Pirates ?
The wums and mags are infiltrating this forum, apart from that it’s business as usual
Canjeero is the one I know they have on a morning. Used to go to an East African cafe in Moss Side and have that with some kind of chick pea dish I’m not sure the name of. I’ll have a look.Can't be true.
We're having chilli con carne for dinner and huevos rancheros for breakfast tomorrow.
Out of curiosity, what do Somali's eat?
know how you feel was gutted when me mam died, took ages to get over it, she was very big in the church and led the choir like a whoopie Goldberg in sister act some cracking tunes congregation was always packed did a lot for the pensioners at harvest festival the archdeacon said i could put her cremated remains outside the church door, i followed the instructions to the letter with my brother even got compassionate leave from the paras to come home for it ,I started digging the vicar came up and pulled the spade from my hand, i told him we had permission and to contact the deacon , he ignored me , i told him now is not the time to do this go away had my spade behind his back wouldn't give it back, i snapped and cracked him one punch, he went out like a light broken nose and lost 3 teeth, he phoned the cops and i was charged. On the day of the trial i walked in and the judge was my old colonel, told him what happen , vicar confirmed it as did the archdeacon, i was let off and the church to pay costs,never been in a church since bunch of hypocrites when that vicar came to the church he had nowt after 5 years with my mam there he was running round in a new volvo. He got sent overseas somewhere.

The Travs was my local for want of a better word although I haven’t been in there since around 1990. Sounds like you were describing my old school if there was a small row of shops nearby. When did your mam leave school? There’s a slight possibility we know each other.
Fcuking hope not, a former colleague of mine had an apartment above a large group of Somalis in Birmingham. He had to move out, every morning at the crack of dawn, he was awoken by the pungent aroma of about sixty bulbs of garlic roasting. Fcuking stank to be fair.Anyone hears we’re getting taken over by Somali Pirates ?
Older than me by five years so probably wouldn’t know her, unless she has a sister that was born in 1966 and they moved darn sarf around 1980ish.She was born June ‘61. I’d tell you her maiden name but then you’d be able to get access to all my accounts![]()