Discussion in 'General Chat' started by Seen, Jul 2, 2016.
False alarm - sadly
You cnut, I've had to put my beer back in the fridge.
False alarm - sadly
RIP Alan Minter
I remember watching his fights, we had very few good boxers in those days when there wasn't a dozen different world organisations of the same weight.
He wasn't great to watch but had some heart on him, a bit like 'Dave boy Green'.
Minter though had the looks of a stereotypical boxer because from what I remember he was always getting cut.
If anybody deserved a world title it was him and I was so happy for him when he did it.
What was the boxer called who was fireman and shot his promoter?
Just came into my mind then when I was thinking of old British Boxers.
Terry Marsh shot Frank Warren and got away with it lol
Emma Peel (Diane Rigg) of the Avengers also passed today, as did Ronald Bell from Kool and the Gang.
That's the fella, if anybody deserved being shot it was that cnut.
I never saw what all the fuss was about with Diana Rigg, same with Joanna Lumley but God bless her soul.
Ronald Bell was very talented and In my pomp I copped quite a few times to his music, none more so than the school disco, didn't end there though songs like 'Cherish; let me continue this trend into my late teens.
Very similar here too. Had a couple of smooches to Cherish with a right beauty at the local youth center. She was stunning.
Saw her on FB the other day. A right munter now.
Funny how some of the school beauties turned out like that and the mingers then have turned out quite tidy.
Tell you the truth Punt since I left school, apart from my close mates I hardly saw anybody else who was in my year.
I might have saw one or two while on a night out now and again but I can honestly say since I left school I've never seen about 90% of the ones that were in my year and there was about 200 of us.
Probably because I live in a City but I always found it strange I never saw hardly any of them again, or maybe they were just giving me a wide berth
Maybe I had tunnelled vision because we had a great football team and I always seem to meet other players in our team, I even met one serving drinks in Gay bar with a John Travolta Saturday night fever suit on lol.
He spotted me and tried to hide but it was too late, he was the best one twoer I'd ever played with and in general a great footballer, we had a good laugh about once he saw I was ok with it and wouldn't say anything (those days were different than today) but I've never seen him since.
I see quite a few folk I went to school with , i might be biased, but I seem to have aged better than most of them.
Yeah i'm still in touch with a lot of people i went to school with. I've been knocking about with my best mate since we were four!
I've not even hit 50 yet but I can't remember fuck all from school. I see about 5% going about the town that I say hello to (even work with some folk in same year) but when we stop and speak and they say "remember when so & so done this and joe bloggs done that" i honestly say "nope" can't remember that.
When I get to the same age as some of you guys I think I'll be a liability coming back from having a shite nevermind the shops.
I'm over 50 now Keggers ahemm! and I can remember school like yesterday, It's what happened a fortnight ago that I struggle with lol.
I'm the same with names, they come and go, one day I can remember names from Donkeys years ago the next I struggle with somebody who introduced themselves half an hour ago.
The only names I remember long term are Footballers, you could say It's because I watch a lot of football but I also watch a lot of TV and films but I'm shit at naming actors and what they've been in but can roll off Footballers like no tomorrow and who they played for.
I'm the same as Keggers. When I bump into people from school who talk to me I have no fucking idea who they are and can't remember any of the stuff that they're going on about. As you get older, the conversations are going to be more and more about who's died recently. I have a brother who remembers the names of every fucker in my class and can probably tell me what they did when they left school. Don't know if it's because I joined the army and he stayed in the town or what but when I do happen to meet up with people from school we seem to have very little in common to talk about anyway so I usually keep my head down and pretend I haven't spotted them.
Pat Smullen. Dead at 43. Brilliant jockey
Brilliant Jockey. RIP Pat Smullen