When i was working up at Inverness last summer on the up and coming major motion picture starring Dame Judy Dench i was doon the toon on the Saturday night and walked into a pub having a Northern Soul night. Now being quite a fan of that sort of music i thought i was in for a fine time. YAAAASSSSSS i thought this is for me, bevvy and great music, what more could one want. Unfortunately the place was fulla ****s thinking they were the coolest ****s on the planet. Auld tossers throwing a hip trying to do tge splits and ****. Then this wee ugly burd kept asking me if i fancied a dance. **** that dealing with that **** for a whole weekend living in a caravan. Hell on whèels. So for that reason I'm out. I shall book a weekend in Venice instead you tramps.
Wud bang How's Belfast for a night out? Do folk get a bit drunk and then the war songs come out to play? Serious Q