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'Move to Dublin', they said!
'The Emerald Isle's beautiful', they said!
Been raining since I bloody got here, and that was over a year ago!
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'Move to Dublin', they said!
'The Emerald Isle's beautiful', they said!
Been raining since I bloody got here, and that was over a year ago!
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» The Police
Not *strictly* to do with the rozzers, but...
When I were a sprat knee high to a grasshopper (This would be roughly 15 years back) my family decided it would be a capitol idea to go on holiday to Malta and visit family. Me being like most other hyperactive 4 year olds, (later diagnosed with ADHD! Wahoo!) I was not to be without my beloved peanuts books and toys. One such toy was a small sandwich box filled with plastiscine.
Upon checking in our stow-away luggage and doing the usual at Heathrow, we proceeded unto the carry-on x-ray scanner. Now, my father (who shall remain nameless) being the light-hearted, jovial chap that he is, has struck up a conversation with the airport staff operating the scanner, and all is going well, smiles and laughter on both sides. Until my bag goes through.
Spotting something awry in my bag, the box of plasticine is produced. "What's this?", enquires the hapless employee. "That?" replies dear old dad, "Semtex."
You have *never* seen the smiles fade off airport staff so quickly.
Apparantly after a bit of huffing, puffing and wrist-slapping, we made it to Malta, and a good time was had by all.
Moral of the story? There is a time and a place to be funny, dad. Thankfully, you got them both spot-on, and we shall never let you forget it!
-Squidge out-
(Fri 23rd Sep 2005, 11:09, More)
Not *strictly* to do with the rozzers, but...
When I were a sprat knee high to a grasshopper (This would be roughly 15 years back) my family decided it would be a capitol idea to go on holiday to Malta and visit family. Me being like most other hyperactive 4 year olds, (later diagnosed with ADHD! Wahoo!) I was not to be without my beloved peanuts books and toys. One such toy was a small sandwich box filled with plastiscine.
Upon checking in our stow-away luggage and doing the usual at Heathrow, we proceeded unto the carry-on x-ray scanner. Now, my father (who shall remain nameless) being the light-hearted, jovial chap that he is, has struck up a conversation with the airport staff operating the scanner, and all is going well, smiles and laughter on both sides. Until my bag goes through.
Spotting something awry in my bag, the box of plasticine is produced. "What's this?", enquires the hapless employee. "That?" replies dear old dad, "Semtex."
You have *never* seen the smiles fade off airport staff so quickly.
Apparantly after a bit of huffing, puffing and wrist-slapping, we made it to Malta, and a good time was had by all.
Moral of the story? There is a time and a place to be funny, dad. Thankfully, you got them both spot-on, and we shall never let you forget it!
-Squidge out-
(Fri 23rd Sep 2005, 11:09, More)