
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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One friday night about 3 years ago, before I finally got out of the parents house, someone had a laugh with us and the neighbours. Late October time at 3am, someone thought it would be a laugh to let off a thirty-rocket-repeating firework behind my fecking house, just to see how many people they could wake up. So, at 9am saturday morning I stumble around the house after feck all sleep getting ready for work, when there's a knock on the door. It was one of the neighbours, calling everyone outside. So I stick me jacket on, and me and me dad (who'se getting ready to take the rotweiler for a walk) stumble outside, right into the middle of a group of people doing a photo-shoot. We get asked along with about 10 other people to have a photo taken of all of us, so we comply.
What fecks me right off about this, is that in the paper there's a modest photo of all of us standing there, and captioned underneath is everyone's name except me where I am classed simply as "other resident". My fecking dog got his name in the paper, but I didn't. Local paper feckers.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2005, 18:08, Reply)
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