The ramblings of a discombobulated mind
When I lived in Germany as a kid, we lived at RAF Gutersloh. It was a bloody huge base and often ran joint exercises between the differing allied armed forces. Sometimes they were ground based and more often than not they were aerial dogfights.
During one of these huge aerial exercises, pilots from the UK, US, [...]
I am starting to detect a theme here, a lot of the stories I want to tell seem to revolve around alcohol. Now I wouldn’t mind, but I don’t generally drink that often and neither do my family. It’s just that, drunk stories seem to be funnier….at least to me.
Picture the scene. Family friend and [...]
So, in a bizzarre twist of, well, my mind I guess. The SP story reminded me of when I was at school.
No, not in an alcohol and sex fuelled way (well, not completely), more in a “SP could have slept with one of my teachers kind of way”.
Let me explain in my usual unnecessarily long [...]
A few years ago, the elder of my two younger brothers got married.
It was a fantastic day and everything that it should have been for the married couple. Everything went superbly from the “Mad Professor” organist to me spinning my Nan around in her wheelchair because “she would love to dance with everyone, but can’t [...]
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