I think if they get away from all this balaclava / H story because it's become tired, and actually did a completely new investigation, well written in its own right, then the concept of the series still has legs. They should've finished off this storyline in Series 5 and then Series 6 could've moved on to something new. I think Jed Mercurio is clever enough to come up with an isolated Tony Gates type case again.
Just got back from a junior football tournament, ****ing hell, it went on a good hour and fifteen longer than I though it would. Bloody cold too, the pluses are it was well organised, thank ****(they're usually anything but), and my U9's only won their section. Great afternoon, undefeated and won six out of seven with five clean sheets. Fookin' knackered, the weekend has flown by and I'm up at five the morra. Barely got time for this bottle of Malbec. Will try though.
Blancmange as in the 80s synth band I went with my BS mate who's a bit of a drugs monster! I pre-rolled 3 spliffs and his had his cannabis oil vapouriser. We met in Warrington at 2.00 pm and had a couple of pints before getting the train to Liverpool. We had several in the Crown and ham, egg chips and peas, which cost a fiver We then made our way down to Seel Street . They were on in the Arts Club, a smallish venue. We say outside a boozer about 50 yards from the venue and started on the vape - it's ****ing strong. After a few, we decided to go inside. It was pretty busy, but we managed to find a high table that wasn't reserved until 7.00 pm. My mate had gone for a slash, and this ugly young woman came up to me and asked if there was anyone sitting at the 2 other stools at our table. I ummed and arred and then allowed them to sit down. They were both from Sunderland and were dykes, but they were a really good laugh. I went for a piss and when I came back and sat down. my mate said "Swallow that". I asked him what it was and he just said "Swallow it". It was an MDMA bomb The dykes had provided it. My mate bought one of them a cocktail and I bought the other a pint. They then have us another one each. ****ing hell, that was one weird gig How the ****ing hell I managed to get home I have no idea, but I did So a great weekend up to those ****s snatching it last night
i blame the MDMA bomb personally. PS You have no chance of a reply till tomorrow as RHC will be in the Cheese straight from work and about now should be arriving at the Grange which has the footy on.
