Women are like alcohol, the cause and the cure of most of lifes problems
WTF's wrong with Skem? I used to take many a Skem bird out for a night in UpHolland at the Beacon Inn as you could get served at 15 if you had a bit of bum fluff, and getting your fingers wet in the car park over the road was en vogue well before anyone thought of the term "dogging".Had you not moved out of Skelmersdale-chances are you'd have ticked that box years ago.
"You can take the bloke outta Skem but..."
Are you denying that, when you first moved out of that area- you walted for a short while as a cloggie - thinking it would add an air of sophistication and mystique...all stemming from a bird misunderstanding when you told her you came from Up Holland?
Outskirts of Skem on the Wigan side of the hill.Yes! Categorically. I don't even know where Upholland is, although I have heard of it. Alstublieft!
Do they shit in handbags there?
Turning down a ticket to see Led Zepplin at Knebworth, the rest is life.
I did the very prim, proper and very well kept 48 year-old MILF secretary from work as a 30th birthday present to myself.On a lighter note, not pounding the fcuk out of the hot to trot 42 yr old secretary who was after it when I was 24/25 & in my first pukka job after the mob.
Are you sure you didn't nick that scenario from one of the letters pages in Mayfair magazine.I did the very prim, proper and very well kept 48 year-old MILF secretary from work as a 30th birthday present to myself.
There was always a zone of silence around her in the office, in that everyone wondered kind of way. Always very polite, never swore... I was still young and dumb enough to not get the frisson between us. Until we were away at a conference and, almost too drunk to speak one night, I told her she was fabulous. And definitely too drunk to comprehend it when she said it was mutual. Nervous tension for the rest of the trip.
Anyway, cut to the flight home and the 'What do we do about it?' conversation. She lived with someone, so said that it was a one-time-only experience but she'd 'known the moment I walked through the door' on my first day in the job that something would happen between us. Cue the whole hotel-near-Gatwick-for-the-afternoon routine.
Prim and proper? There was me thinking that I'd be teaching her a few things. Let's just say that it was a very healthy score draw. Expert deep throater, obsessed with bottom-tonguing, swore like a trooper and came like an express train. Several hours of glorious, unadulterated filth.
Next day in the office, a coy smile, a 'good morning' and back to typing.
Where's the regret in this? Having a similar, missed chance, when I was 17, with the 42 year-old woman who lived next door who looked like Christina Hendricks.
I mean, dammit.
It’s 100 percent true. And, actually, the one-off became a second go at the office Christmas party a month or so later. I thought I’d got away with it as well, then a few years later, after I’d left, I was in Australia at another conference with a former colleague from that company.Are you sure you didn't nick that scenario from one of the letters pages in Mayfair magazine.
I was a bit skeptical as despite being handsome, hunky, charming and modest I just seemed to get the big fat ginger munter stalking me.It’s 100 percent true. And, actually, the one-off became a second go at the office Christmas party a month or so later. I thought I’d got away with it as well, then a few years later, after I’d left, I was in Australia at another conference with a former colleague from that company.
We were sat having a few beers on the river-front in Melbourne and he told me he’d seen the two of us sneaking off upstairs... then grinned and called me a lucky sod.
The grin got even wider when I told him what a handful she was.
pSlightly off thread but my brother has just started as an Amazon contractor courier and a fair few qualified pilots are zipping around with your Xmas goodies silently weeping at J16 M25 as their colleagues roar overhead. Strange times we live in!
A couple of friends are doing that; one from Ryanair and one from BA now delivering for Amazon. Whatever it takes to pay the bills.
Another pilot friend had some gentle ribbing a couple of years ago when he took a job at WizzAir, then a fledgling Easr European airline. Now one of the few still flying and expanding. He certainly has no regrets.