Legends (I think) in Sleaford
I think it was called Legends, many years ago - If anyone knows Sleaford, you'll know it's a Market town in Lincolnshire surrounded by villages - at the time, "coloured fellas" like me, were pretty rare...

I do remember walking in to a bar and the whole bar turning and looking at me - That particular night, I was out with my cousin (also black) and that entire night we didn't see a single other non-white face.

Anyhoo - Legends - dodgy, smelly, always fights - I'm pretty sure there's places like this everywhere. What always surprised me was the dress code - which was "anything that YOU think you look good in". But don't.

It's been a long time, but the one that sticks out is a girl in a thin, long, see through, white dress with black underwear. Classy. Of course, the obligatory skinheads.

Me, well, I looked far better - Well, looking back, I really didn't.

Pointing, laughing and loudly commenting on how bad these "locals" look - is frowned on.

It turns out......
(james_tiger_woods is going to start his killing spree on the, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 16:07, 1 reply)

Ooooh god, I remember Sleaford
I dated a girl from there once. Size 26, 42FF boobs and managed to blow 6 people in one goth band in one night. I sure had standards back then.
(Tiny Blindfolded Horse Kitten sound car horns would end road rage, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 16:12, closed)