katcha wrote:
you may not have met me old boy, but a lot of people clearly know who you are.
I remember one time seeing you and your kin climbing in over the town end many moons ago only for your jumper (which i think was tied around your waist in tru dyke house stylee) to get snagged on the wire and get damaged and stuck there - a jumper no doubt that would have cost more than the entrance fee!!
Is your kin still up here as i recall that he told me about a year back that he was thinking of moving down notts.....i hope this is not a surprise!!
I moved him down here a while back. After his wife died he got a lot of 'negative support' from the in-laws. He's ok now, lives in a decent part of Nottingham and has met a local lass. She's not my cup of tea but he seems happy enough with her and seems to have finally settled down.
When I was a kid I ruined more clothes than soft mick climbing in places. The worst one was many years ago, I was home on leave when 'Dock Rock' was on. I had recently bought a seriously expensive suit back in the days when I actualy cared about labels, it was Armani and had cost about £300. It was hung nicely in its bag ready for me going out that night in Newcastle. That was of course until I got into 'dock rock' and came across our kid lying on the floor in it covered in beer, coal dust and any other crap that was hanging about.
Needless to say, we fell out over it!