November the 21st
Saturday 1993
Hey diddly diddle.
It’s Sunday and I haven’t got ‘hang-anxiety’ ( hangover anxiety).
No gloomy thoughts and I haven’t been cuddling a bog throwing up.
She even beats my Dad.
He’s not called Clover for nothing.
She even beats my Dad.
He’s not called Clover for nothing.
Sophia picks me up.
She’s on a man hunt!
Bugger the bear hunt!
She’s split up from a crackpot!
Not Stu-pot from Cracker Jack!
Remember him?
Yellow dungarees or am I mixing him up with Rik off The Young Ones?
In W.C’s when this guy began chatting us up!
(Dickhead-Wanker)
Sophia’s already preying on a gang of super studs in Yates!
She made it pretty obvious eying them all up.
If she was a dog she’d have been checking out their arse-holes!
One of them had such big teeth and it wasn’t the big bad wolf.
“Piano teeth” Sophia howled.
The wine was now hitting her.
“I wouldn’t mind a bit of him “ she roared.
He quickly turned around .
She went as red as a red biddy ( a well known red wine!)
She gave him a rather ‘juicy Lucy’ cuddle.
Janine and her friend were in Flashman’s.
The mystery friend fancies our Ross.
Sophia told me that this Doorman couldn’t keep his eyes off me.
‘Where, when and whom I pondered frantically.
She spotted another bouncer.
“I want his babies” She yelled.
He heard ( Yikes, I wouldn’t wanna mess with that big boy.)
Alan Fat Bastard DJ was on top form in Maine Street.
I love the way he makes me laugh!
Sprinted onto Yates to catch the last orders.
“Two red wines please”
Not red biddys that’s another chapter with Janine!
“Your girlfriend is here” I joked to Moly Micheal ( the barman).
Sophia has an enormous crush on him.
“Coh he’s gorgeous!” I said in my Sid James voice.
To a bouncer (surprise surprise)
With that mega mouth he heard alright .
Ace night!
