BlueMoonRisin’
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I wish. Been on here most of the time today, only had a brew and a bowl of shreddies.You started early on the ale today? Ha ha
I wish. Been on here most of the time today, only had a brew and a bowl of shreddies.You started early on the ale today? Ha ha
Is that a new cocktail ?Not as bad as you drinking pints in a round, then sneeking out of the pub when it was your shout at the bar, you rum ****.
Saying nowt Oakie; )Is that a new cocktail ?
there's no such thing as a train station, mate.We'd had a belly full and still had two carrier bags full so we sat on a hill near Stalybridge train station waiting for Leeds fans on the football special.
Alright, calm down you pedantic know all ****; )there's no such thing as a train station, mate.
it is a railway station.
it is called a railway station because it is a station on the railway.
a place where trains stop.
it would be impossible to have a station on a train.
(unless, of course, you were travelling on a train carrying a miniature railway station).
Nor is there any such thing as a bus station.there's no such thing as a train station, mate.
it is a railway station.
it is called a railway station because it is a station on the railway.
a place where trains stop.
it would be impossible to have a station on a train.
(unless, of course, you were travelling on a train carrying a miniature railway station).
Of course there is.Nor is there any such thing as a bus station.
or a plane station.Nor is there any such thing as a bus station.
Great story !! Is Dons book still available ?My greatest was a football from Vienna the day before our Final in European Cup Winners Cup. I won`t bore you all too much as a quite a few of you know, me and my mate hitchhiked it all the way there and back and we slept in the stadium for two nights.
We found out where the City team were staying way up in the mountains and got a taxi to the hotel and I asked if I could talk to Glyn Pardoe, as Glyn used to take me to some City home games when I was 13 years of age.
To cut a long story short we were invited down to the training ground by non other than Joe Mercer, so we travelled on the team bus and watched them for a good hour.
Somehow one the training balls came our way and me and my mate had a kick about. It somehow made its way back to Mid Cheshire with me and we used it virtually every Sunday afternoon on our local rec for about 4 years before it became absolutely knackered.
True story as can be confirmed by those of you who have read the book by Don Price "We Never Win Away ..." and my story is related on page 81 Chapter 9 Vienna Cup Final 1970.
As the great old song goes "Memories Are Made Of This". ;)
Yeah, but how many fuckin' stereos have yer lifted.I've never stolen a set of wheel trims your honour ; )
i stole a kiss from yasmin le bon in a birmingham nightclub called wobble.
More like it!i stole a kiss from Wobble in a birmingham nightclub called Yasmin Le Bon.
Is that why she's your ex, because she's fat?Not sure this counts as stealing, but after leaving the army, my first job was as a security keyholder for Woolworths. Coming up to Easter and they had a Guess the Weight of a huge, gigantic easter egg. Being the first in the store, I stuck it on the scales in the pic n mix and put my ex wife's details on the entry form.
She got it spot on funnily enough.
Mind yer car mister? ; )Yeah, but how many fuckin' stereos have yer lifted.