It was an early morning on Saturday the 9th July 2005, in search of breakfasts and a few pints we headed to Y Mochyn Ddu to watch the third Lions test. To our disappointment it was shut, so a brisk walk to the Cayo Arms was the order. Due to too much cider and red wine the night before it hadn’t crossed my mind that Will was not in view, and I was oblivious to the following statements:
“Can Squirrels fly that far?”
“Is it warm?”
“Is it a grey or a red one”?
“How did you catch it”
“Did he climb a tree to get it”
“He should wash his hands after touching that!”
“He is sick!”
“Look at his mullet, he wants that cut”
“He wouldn’t do that if it was a Honey Badger”
Then it dawned on me;
“I wonder why that Squirrel is getting bigger”.
“Can Squirrels fly that far?”
“Is it warm?”
“Is it a grey or a red one”?
“How did you catch it”
“Did he climb a tree to get it”
“He should wash his hands after touching that!”
“He is sick!”
“Look at his mullet, he wants that cut”
“He wouldn’t do that if it was a Honey Badger”
Then it dawned on me;
“I wonder why that Squirrel is getting bigger”.
Then it nearly hit me!
M Stephens Early Morning Drinker 9th July 2005
M Stephens Early Morning Drinker 9th July 2005
1 comment:
Yes - it was a day to remember - it was the day that Will shat in a sink, Morgan turned up in the westgate when i thought he was in New Zealand and Chris Parry was showing off playing pool - twirled the cue and smashed himself in the head - he then ran off because he had drunk too much - nice
Ferg
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