happy sweet sixteen you mad bastard
Lockdown Day 40: Friday 1st May, 2020 I was shitting myself. We were deeply lost in the Bavarian wildlands. We’d just accidentally trashed a bar in the red-light district. We were completely wasted. We could barely speak the lingo. We ...
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an alcoholic declension never tutored at school
Lockdown Day 39: Thursday 30th April, 2020 We drank.
We drank some more. Inevitably the stilted conversation with the stunted cousins drifted onto football. Partick Thistle were not on their radar so, I regaled them with my sodden tale of ...
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We drank some more. Inevitably the stilted conversation with the stunted cousins drifted onto football. Partick Thistle were not on their radar so, I regaled them with my sodden tale of ...
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a deathshead smile and Grateful Dead T shirt
Lockdown Day 38: Wednesday 29th April, 2020 Noch andere?” “Bitte.” We laughed. We drank. We grew up. The neonAzi wandered over wearing a deathshead smile and Grateful Dead T-Shirt. An uncanny Teutonic likeness without the roses. “Schottische, nicht wahr?” “Ja.” ...
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renegades and revenants roamed dark alleys
Lockdown Day 37: Tuesday 28th April, 2020 This bar was magic. I loved this fucking bar. I thought about moving in. We were on a rare tear, well off the reservation, deep in the red-light district and lost in that ...
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blood, sweat and beers
Lockdown Day 36: Monday 27th April, 2020 Get the beers in Trick!" Desperate Dan yelled from the other end of the bar where he was practising his schoolboy German on a nice slice of Black Forest gateau dressed in little ...
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