I was good mates with a small claims solicitor, who’s client list at one point was 3. We had some average times together, when he wasn't drunk.
We fell out one time too many, and then it was never the same after that. My fault more than anything for being too sensitive, his constant name dropping annoyed me. We still ‘swap pm's occasionally, but it’s never quite the same.
Went to his mates wedding at Gleneagles in 2005 which was amazing. I sat on a table 55 foot away from some footballers, who all seemed very nice (they never spoke to me). Except Des.
Des is never nice.
(Sorry got up in a silly mood)