Monday 21 March 2011

Hugger-mugger

Don't be fooled by that wry smile.

Club Derrig just won't be the same when we are without the services of Noz "Ain't You Lot Got No Bleedin' Homes To Go To?" Security.

How else other than by the miracle of clocks would we know the time to shut?

How else would we know quite how quickly to consume our final beverage of the evening?

How else would we be able to find the way out?

A right asset, indeed.

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