A strange thing happened to me after Pompey at home this season at the Westhill.Me and the mrs were going out to dinner that nights i I got her to pick me up across the road.
As I waited for her I decided to call my brother and tell him about Vicentes goals-within a few seconds it became clear the meatheads in the WestHill thought I was some kind of Pompey "spotter" and giving me the c'mon gesture.One of them walked over calling me Pompey scum with an empty pint glass in hand-no f***ing way wa I letting him get within 5 foot of me with that so i literally had to convince him I was Albion waiting for my Mrs.He never actually believed me until she turned the corner with my little boy in the back of the car.Absolute C@nt of the highest order he was
that pub has got the largest cellar I have ever had sex in
Good luck there.
Oh, and don't forget where to come when you need a good stocktaking company !
herr tubthumper you left at 4.15
billiards is definately staying
djs wont go on past 3.
i f***ing loved my first weekend there, cellar sex- ugggh, thanks for that.
Oh boy. All I know is that I was in a right mess when I got home....as Sarah told me so. I hope I did not embarass myself too much. Great fun though and see you real soon. Thanks for a fun night.
PS cellar sex...think you might have an answer as to why the Harveys used to taste a bit ropey.
Did you actually have any Harveys HT? I just saw you with Red Stripe.
Me like barmaid. She nice.
that pub has got the largest cellar I have ever had sex in
PS the Harveys tasted alright from what I remember.
OOOhhh, you drop your standards very easily, what happened to the bourgeoisie " Hand Crafted " glug ?