Look! It's me in the Local Paper
Most local papers will print any old rubbish. Far, far too many years ago I got into the Windsor, Slough and Eton Express after winning a fancy-dressed-bicycle competition. What they neglected to mention was that I was the only entrant.
What sad stuff have you been in your local rag for doing? Scan stuff in and show us if you can.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
Most local papers will print any old rubbish. Far, far too many years ago I got into the Windsor, Slough and Eton Express after winning a fancy-dressed-bicycle competition. What they neglected to mention was that I was the only entrant.
What sad stuff have you been in your local rag for doing? Scan stuff in and show us if you can.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
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Hmmm....
As a youngster, I was quite the talented chess player, and many a time I would be shown in the local paper for my chexploits... sorry, that was shit. Anyway, must have been in there about 10 times... in fact, pretty much every sodding time there was a chess competition.
I was also in there when my class at primary school was picked for "Class of the Week", which is just as pointless and boring as it sounds. So imagine the joy of the townsfolk when they turn to it to see a lovely photo... or what would have been a lovely photo were it not for the picture of myself giving the camera a V sign, with a bunch of people in my vicinity laughing hysterically. Imagine the joy also of my father, who has heard about the offending article from a friend, so on the way to our holiday destination, surprises me with his new-found knowledge by stopping in a shop to buy the paper, and then proceeding to rollock me. Balls... was worth it though.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2005, 11:08, Reply)
As a youngster, I was quite the talented chess player, and many a time I would be shown in the local paper for my chexploits... sorry, that was shit. Anyway, must have been in there about 10 times... in fact, pretty much every sodding time there was a chess competition.
I was also in there when my class at primary school was picked for "Class of the Week", which is just as pointless and boring as it sounds. So imagine the joy of the townsfolk when they turn to it to see a lovely photo... or what would have been a lovely photo were it not for the picture of myself giving the camera a V sign, with a bunch of people in my vicinity laughing hysterically. Imagine the joy also of my father, who has heard about the offending article from a friend, so on the way to our holiday destination, surprises me with his new-found knowledge by stopping in a shop to buy the paper, and then proceeding to rollock me. Balls... was worth it though.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2005, 11:08, Reply)
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