Right – as discussed with a few – it’s time to visit the “old skool”, returning to those innocent days and nights if harmless fun trying to look 18! The delights of the 1820 train into town having stashed your booze in a hedge earlier that day, and having consumed it at the train station telling your folks as they dropped you off that you were going into town early so’s not to have to q! Shite! There was an hours drinking time to be had!
Off to the unders / pubs you would go, slowly but surely you would work your way round them, building up a familiar face for the weeks to come! Ahh those were the days!
So – who fancies a trip down Mitchell; sorry Memory Lane? Thinking of getting together in May – looking at May 7th!
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