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After The Party...

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Posted by: Eddie2sox Sunday 29th April 2007, 7:23pm
Last edited 29/04/2007 7:23pm by Eddie2sox

When me and Sam got in the car we were both pretty upset, Sam cos he wanted to stay and play, me I don't know why....

But we got in, I asked Sam what we wanted on the stereo ("The View") so we drove home to the sound of Dundee's finest.

I've just got off the phone to Sam's Nana and Grandad. The party was a complete success for them, so all of Lou and Kay's hard work has been SOOO worthwhile. It was such a good occasion. My dad deserves it. At one point I heard him confide in my Uncle Barry "All these people here, they're all here because of me". He's right. Six children, thirteen grandchildren, Errrrm umpteen great-grandchildren so far. My dad, what a man! Happy Birthday Dad!

So back to mummy's. On the way into King's Lynn Sam cried again, "I want to sleep at our flat Daddy". Very hard to hear. I'd tried to make the trip home fun - photos etc - and we noticed that the Sun and Moon were both out at the same time which tickled Sam. Me and Sam had a REALLY close huggle (hug and cuddle) before I left.

So homeward, and I went to The Woolpack from 9 until 1045, an hour more than last week! Just what I needed. Got to the bar - gasping. Alongside were Colin, Timkof, and Les The Duck. Amazingly THEY all got served ahead of me, cheeky sods! We had a good moan like Grumpy Old Men do. Some peeps tried to take the mickey about Super Leeds being relegated. Ho hum. Georgie The Sexy Single Mum popped in looking agitated. I headed home to watch Match Of The Day.

Aftermath

Well, the reason Georgie TSSM was looking agitated was because there was trouble afoot! A Woolpack regular, currently with a broken arm (one arm in a sling) was jumped by three cars full of chavs (14 or 15 of them). Georgie and Channie tried to help. The end result was Channie being head-butted and Georgie being thrown onto the road in front of the traffic.

We asked why the girls didn't pop into the pub to mention what was going on. Similar happened last summer, and when 6 of us hairy-assed old men turned out to help, the "aggressors" weren't seen for dust. Apparently, the names of some of last night's attackers are known. Good! It's a matter of time before a few cars arrive outside their home and rag them out. For the record, I will NOT be involved, and nor will any of my mates. But justice will be done!

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