End of the world

[Crouchinho]

When I used to go out with the girl behind the bar in an Eccles pub, there was a girl about the same age (19ish) who clearly had special needs who used to come in. Long flowery skirt, white socks, trainers, big girl. She used to talk to me and my girlfriend often because other people in the boozer thought she was a bit of a nuisance. She was to be fair but when you're in the early stages of seeing someone, nothing seems too serious.

Then, I arranged a weekend in Blackpool with a few mates. I was talking about it midweek when this girl walked in, only catching the end of the conversation. "Are you going away for the weekend?" I said I was and told her where. "I love Blackpool". I thought she clearly knew I was pissing about when I said "Come in here then about 5 on Friday and I'll take you for a weekend away - Kelly won't mind", given that I was giggling and winking at my girlfriend as I said it.

The lads and I set off about 4 and had a decent weekend. When I returned, Kelly informed me that the girl had turned up at about 4:45, bag packed and full of excitement. I've never been able to shift the thought of her packing her bag and telling her parents who she lived with that she'd met someone who was taking her away - them trying to convince her not to go to the pub and then her sad return home.

I've even just sat for a few seconds thinking whether to delete this.

Hindsight and all that bullshite mate. It made you a better person so think of the pros. Still though, poor lass, but the real world has so much shite to throw at people, no doubt she's had other setbacks.

I had a bad one last year, my tennant had gangrene and we were visiting him at the hospital 3 days a week, he had no friends or family. His condition was deteriorating every week with sepsis. Just bringing him a coffee and visiting him lifted his spirits.

When school resumed it was hard for us to get to see him. My wife called me and asked me to go after lunch on a Monday and bring him a cuppa and have a chat with him, I said I would pop over on me ebike.

Anyway, as it was a typical Monday, I couldn't be arsed and made a few cuppas and listened to Spotify instead. I got a call from my wife later on crying asking if I were at the hospital, she got a call he had a heart attack. I had to tell her no. She bombed it there in her car when she got there he was brown bread. I felt like shite

 

[Dirty Harry]

Smearing dog shit on the handle bars of the neighbours push bike, probably wasn't my finest hour, tbf.

My little sister did similar to mine, only she left it in a pile of dog shit with maggots crawling in it, worst thing was it was a made up speedway bike, Renthals, double headstock and the plaster type wrapping as the grip, so it all sunk in, don't think I've ever toe-bunged someone up the arse so hard when I eventually caught her, which I guess, should be one of my regrets.

 

[Magicpole]

I had a bit of a mullet when I was younger

Knew it :). Sadly you weren't alone. Not me obviously, I was far too stylish, but I knew one or two. Medieval hairstyles were better. :)

On the bright side, you came through it. Take solace in that..

 

[Lovebitesandeveryfing]

Smearing dog shit on the handle bars of the neighbours push bike, probably wasn't my finest hour, tbf.

My little sister did similar to mine, only she left it in a pile of dog shit with maggots crawling in it, worst thing was it was a made up speedway bike, Renthals, double headstock and the plaster type wrapping as the grip, so it all sunk in, don't think I've ever toe-bunged someone up the arse so hard when I eventually caught her, which I guess, should be one of my regrets.

Haha, really vicious! Gave me a good laugh, both these posts. But what I really want to know — what on earth had your neighbour done, @Chippy_boy, to warrant such vengeance?! And you, @Rosler's Mullet? Come on, own up.

 

[oakiecokie]

I know, I know. Had her Dad or brother visited the pub and laid one on me, I honestly would've deserved it. I was 19 and full of beans, just pissing about and enjoying life. If I could go back now, I'd change it.

In later life, I've always tried to be nicer to people like her that I've come across. There was a bloke at my work who packed cheesecakes in a full suit and tie. He roams the streets with a "Big 'W'" holdall and a can of ale when he's not working. When I see him, I always have a chat and have given him lifts a number of times. I saved him from the sack a couple of times when I worked in HR.

I've been out on nights out a few times with my missus when we've bumped into him and I always invite him over for a chat, much to the missus' chagrin. She often says that I go out of my way to befriend people such as John. I often wonder if I'm subconsciously trying to right the wrongs from that pub in Eccles.

Eccles you say ? This girls name didn`t happen to be Sheila by any chance ?

 

[Magicpole]

I once had an affair and I hurt two people I cared for deeply. I was a twat over it, I probably still am.

You're human, we can and have all been twats. Cut yourself a break. You cannot change the past, but, you can the future by being a better guy. It would be a packed room if all those on here put their hands up to being a twat regarding relationships. I would be a fucking office bearer of that group.

 

[Gelsons Dad]

You can erase the voice recorder???

yes.

 

[city2]

I once shagged a fatty I found alone crying late one evening years ago on Blackpool beach.

Did you have to gag him

 

[Dirty Harry]

Haha, really vicious! Gave me a good laugh, both these posts. But what I really want to know — what on earth had your neighbour done, @Chippy_boy, to warrant such vengeance?! And you, @Rosler's Mullet? Come on, own up.

To this day, some 40 years on, she maintains I was a terrible brother.

 

[Cellarite]

Eccles you say ? This girls name didn`t happen to be Sheila by any chance ?

Bwahahahaha! Different pub to the one that our Sheila frequents.