Back in about 1982
I was at college in Bournemouth. Being Bournemouth, all students were housed in 'holiday flats'. One of the other students in my house was a lovely fella called Roger.

I was a middle-class kid from North London and he was a working class hero from Wakefield (if you're reading this Rog, then 'Hi'). We hit it off and became good friends and one of our little customs was to meet up in my room when it was time for 'Brideshead Revisited' to come on the telly.

One week, I went to the offy and got a bottle of something like Asti Spumante and surprised Roger with it as the theme music started. It was the first time he'd ever had sparkling wine and for the rest of the night, nay, term, we were Charles and Sebastian.

Happy days.
(Che Grimsdale Best before:, Thu 28 Jul 2011, 17:24, 5 replies)

Gay.

( Amorous Badger NAKED BEA ARTHUR PHOTOS 4U, Thu 28 Jul 2011, 17:52, closed)

....and then you fucked, right?

( Theoban What of it, Thu 28 Jul 2011, 18:29, closed)

Asti, eh?
Proper classy.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 28 Jul 2011, 21:02, closed)

Indeed I often wonder where Roger is now.
Probably wintering with his mother in Guildford. A cat, rain, Vim under the sink, and both bars on. But old now. There is no true beauty without decay.
( Wet-chinned bag shanker Cannot parse Wogan, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 9:01, closed)

I almost shed a tear


but decided to tear a shed instead. But thanks.
(Che Grimsdale Best before:, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 11:30, closed)