- Captain Rich
- Neighbour Debbie
- Lovely Helen
- Oxford Sam
- Stoodent Vicky
Dalek, pictured centre
Maybe performance will go up with the company's new found "business model"
Happy Man - pictured centre behind amusing computer
We can only therefore assume that when we laughed as we entered the car wash - we continued the link all day - you never know, there might be someone at the car wash right now laughing!
See Rich, thats what Labour brings to this country!! If it was run by Tories, Thatcher would have stolen all the keys from the keypad and all the water too.
Of course, we convinced the students to come for a drink before their last bus turned up - one student was litterally shaking when we got to the Well, still convinced that the Virtual World was falling down on the e-Chicken Licken and still being bellowed at by Debbie.
After this, the students buggered off to student-ville and myself and Debbie kept the side up, but drinking more, getting locked in after hours once the bouncer had worked out who Larry ("Larry who ?", 'You know, the Larry who pays your wages') was. After getting a couple of kisses on the cheek from a drunken barmaid who had the night off, it was safe to return home for a coma-based sleep.
There was some London Toff "toon" fan who was so boozed off his face, he randomly tried to get his section to stand up and "love the toon" - but done it so pathetically, it was funny. After 30 mins of standing up, turning around, "conducting" his section with his fingers, someone shouts out "Shut up and sit down" - I can only describe this guy of curling up in a ball and nearly crying.
Anyhoo, the Toon won 3-1 - the first time in craven cottage for about 30 years - and a change from getting beaten. After the players came off, we returned to the tube station, only to get back to the hotel in time to have 2 pints and an early night.