It gets better on Saturday morning jumped on a bus to Gatwick had a few beers in Wetherspoons talking to Spurs fan around my age who was delayed 24 hours so was going to Brighton for WBA but don't think he'd get a ticket. Got a train to Hampden Park for a late breakfast with Louise. We got tattoos done there then back to hers for night of debauchery before walking out in bright sunshine down to the park for another breakfast by the lake. Then onto Eastbourne Rugby Club where I'm joining the over 35s and help train under 12s which I did when living over that way ten years ago. They wouldn't allow me a beer as they could clearly see major damage so I walked to the DGH instead.
Only missing an arrest, and you'd have a full house
(albeit I'd be REALLY surprised if you also had time to play a bit of Bingo during all that)
You can call the film of the book "Whitelion and I"
Should've seen me in teens twenties thirties and forties and even my fifties. I'm a bit of a rabble rouser with Native American in me. Firewater is my lifeblood.
Outside Gatwick North Terminal arrivals yesterday.
Inside was £850 in Sterling and 4000 of Saudi money, various cards with Arabic words.
What would you have done.
The very fact that you actually KNOW how much cash was in it, rather than 'a load of cash', means that you were seriously tempted, whatever your final call.
Personally, because a) I'm pretty straight, and b) you were 100% certainly on CCTV... I'd have handed it in, but would first have left a note inside it with my name and address, explaining that I had found it (in the probably vain hope of receiving some token of thanks.
sounds like you've used up your nine lives so maybe you should change your name to Crazy Horse