In a pub.
me with 3 mates whome we shall call K, C and N. N is is blind. He still can use a computer, but has that magnifying software on full and sits really close. Even so, he needs a white stick and so on.

Anyway, getting merry, we notice this "Olive from On the Buses" look-a-like dancing about and looking pissed.

Being several years ago, when camera phones were still a novelty, C produces his and offers to go over and take pictures of her, saying he's from the local free-rag.
The free-rag used to send a photographer round pubs and clubs each week and take a few pics which would be published. If you face was circled, the you phoned in and claimed a tenner.

So, C goes over claiming to be that photographer. He takes a few snaps and comes back to sit down.

The picture didn't come out well at all, the flash didn't work properly and I think it was only a VGA camera anyway. So, we had a vague picture which looked like something "Most Haunted" would be pleased with.

C hands the phone to K, who passes it to me. I laugh and then hold it up to blind N "have you seen this?"

"No, not really" N replies.
Arghh, I shrink in my seat whilst C and K almost soil themselves.
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Sun 30 Nov 2008, 16:28, Reply)