Wednesday, 5 March 2008

An appeal for help


Any assistance with recreating the events of last night (for the purposes of memory-recapture only) gratefully received.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

In answer to your desperate plea;

You let the rough boy "mr" Ben play with your chopper, and it broke.

Then you cried like a baby and said it was like every other birthday and Christmas, when someone else destroyed your present – after you'd spent £15 on batteries to make it work, too.

Then people felt sorry for you and allowed you to win 10 of her majesty's shiniest shillings in a rigged 'pool' tournament.

Hopefully you didn't spend them all at once

Col said...

You must have been somewhere else, unless you were that bloke wandering around looking like some well-to-do jockey-cum-bookie?

Anonymous said...

"well-to-do jockey-cum-bookie"?

Jealousy is unbecoming, one feels. Even among those understandably distraught at having their choppers damaged by the rough boys.

Col said...

So it was you!