Many years ago,
I lived at my grans house for a bit. My Cousin who was a few years younger than me also lived there too. One summer day we were pottering about and thought we should have a barbie. So i needed matches to light the thing up.

Now, my old gran did a bit of cleaning for a local snooker hall at the time and was always picking up leftover boxes of matches, fags, and whatever last nights punters had left behind (Sometimes even the odd tenner!). So in her kitchen cupbord there were LOADS of different boxes of matches that she would throw in there after work.

I went to the cupboard and grabbed the first box i could and opened it up to find about three matches and a big lump of hash!!!

Barbie and a nice smoke afterwards on a hot summers day. One of my favourite times with my cousin who very sadly passed away a few years later.
(Beaverman Opulence, I has it., Fri 17 Sep 2010, 15:34, 1 reply)

Score!
And sorry to hear about your cousin.
(AndyC4m Eject Eject [><], Tue 21 Sep 2010, 11:52, closed)