Monkeys Fist

Norman Croucher is the one who springs to mind for me, double amputee, climbed peaks all over the world ( not Everest though). Some lad… https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norman_Croucher ( I’d have changed my surname though )

Fucking hop, soft shite

Eh?

Renton doesn’t want Boldon chavs stinking up his Lake District on the cheap.

Barton is council Nigella

And that’s why you got tied to a donkey cart.

Ask and ye shall receive…

The partial remains of the lass from Durham who went missing in the Pyrenees have been found. https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-tyne-58022860 Call me a cynic, but there’s definitely a rabbit off here, like.

Next Friday… 😉

The fact he still holds the PL goal scoring record, by a considerable margin, says how much of a beast he was.

Flares would like a word…

FYP

He’s definitely “dropping the kids off at the pool”- water is totally flat, except for the turbulence directly below his second mouth.

Pretend Moderator.

We now have the “biggest drinking manager in Europe”. Here he is buttering his cheeks after a night on the Amstel.

“If”

“ Pimms-drinking Shithouse”

* walks in to hostel after a 20 mile hike, spots CT firing up the portable microwave, turns around and walks 20 miles more to sleep in a bush.

Didn’t Gazza live in one during his “ Roast Chicken and Fishing Rod” period?

This is well placed for south Northumberland, and within easy reach of the northern parts and inland. https://www.cottages.com/cottages/whittle-dene-reservoir-house-uk32435

Ah fuck. Love early ZZ Top.

I had no idea until earlier tonight that Craig David ( yes, that one! ), was an accomplished archery coach and is in Tokyo with the GB team. He’s apparently quite the motivator, but they’re mainly using him as a bow selector.

Things a bit slow on the so-called accountancy graft at the minute?

Old gadgie sitting in his garden sees a kid walking past with some chicken wire… ” Where you going with that chicken wire, son?” ” I’m off to catch some chickens”, says the kid Old gadgie shakes his head and mutters, “ You won’t catch chickens with chickenwire!” Half an hour later the kid walks past with three chickens tied up with the wire. “ Well bugger me” says the old fella. Next day the same kid walked past with some duct tape. “ Where are you going without duct tape son?” “ i’m going to go and catch some ducks at the pond” Old fella shakes his head and mutters, ” You won’t catch ducks with duct tape!” Half an hour later the kid walks past with four ducks all taped up. “Well shit the bed!” says the old lad. Next day the kid walks past with some pussy willow branches. Old lad shouts, “ Oh hang on their son I’ll get me walking stick!” I thangew.