Look! It's me in the Local PaperMost 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.
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chthonic, Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
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not a local paper but a magazineMountain Biker International, probably 6 or 7 years ago... after a succesful race at the national championships at Malvern, me and three of my mates were absolutely wombled, so we went skinny-dipping at about 1am, in a lake, about 100 yards from the bar tent thing. This attracted some attention. Including MBI's photographer, who proceeded to take a picture of us as we clambered out, naked, with pants on our heads.
Did I mention it was about 1am? it wasn't warm...
Caption when published: "The heat was like a furnace during the day, but it seems to have cooled down a lot in the evening - doesn't it lads?"
Bastard.
I'd apologise for length, but if you'd seen the picture, you'd know I was lying..
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the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Thu 10 Feb 2005, 12:41,
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