I had been living in my student flat in the west end of Newcastle-upon-tyne about a week when the ancient washing machine diedso having noticed a really grubby 24 hour laundromat down a little side street, and realising that I was facing tomorrow with the prospect of no fresh sock / pants. I opted to use it at about 11pm on a Friday night!
...In what appeared to the same time at night all the local ladies of negotiable affection who frequented our low rent area, decided to come into the olny place open on the street for a spot of 'warming up' by taking various items of clothing off and collectively putting them into a tumble drier to heat them up.....
(...In what appeared to the same time at night all the local ladies of negotiable affection who frequented our low rent area, decided to come into the olny place open on the street for a spot of 'warming up' by taking various items of clothing off and collectively putting them into a tumble drier to heat them up.....
The magic of chutney Shakes it like an Instagram filter!,
Mon 5 Oct 2009, 20:14,
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Pictures or it didn't happen!
mediocre ha ha ha, you're reading this,
Mon 5 Oct 2009, 20:15,
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Why am I looking at a picture of mediocre's mum? Wobbly Bloke Hello, did I miss anything on,
Mon 5 Oct 2009, 20:20,
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ha ha sadly this was before the days of mobiles with cameras...(and indeed digital cameras)However a few of the images are still clearly burnt into parts of my brain....
( The magic of chutney Shakes it like an Instagram filter!,
Mon 5 Oct 2009, 20:26,
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