Myself, and my childhood mate David used to be alter boys, and one Sunday after mass we snuck some sacramental wine out of the sacristy and got well tipsy… The priest caught us, and gave us a good scolding.
It was only later on that I realised...
we sometimes had to go to the priests house after mass to go and get fags for him, we never got fingered or owt. Proper affected me that, what was wrong with me??
Inter school dust up’s on a neutral playing field over such social outrages as splashing someone with puddle, pushing someone into nettles or pinging someone’s sisters bra strap on the walk home.
Also recall a fella whose back yard butted up to...
Great win for my local team on Saturday v a very good Newtown team, the win all but guarantees we can’t get relegated this season and we will have the summer now to strengthen ready for next season
Not the best photo, but this is a Raven from my run this morning along Hale Shore.
I heard them before I could see them and there was a pair in a tree.
It’s hard to get close to them, as they’re so twitchy.