Exactly Mr W.As a wanna be jack the lad, back in the day. The SPG were patrolling .A gang of us giving it large ,we were pulled up.I was led around the corner by one & asked for name etc.A slight knee to the Crown Jewels brought me down to earth.I stayed in for over a week, making every excuse to my parents possible about why I wasn’t out,Same as my first ever after hours drink 1 Sunday night.Carefully rehearsed, I was ready to phone my employers with usual excuses for not going in,Back down to earth with a massive bang, my mum was at top of stairs at 2am, when I staggered in, querying a 7am start.Any thoughts of bunking off, gone.I hated it, but sure as hell appreciate it & see why now.Did me no harm whatsoever
Peter Yale ● 1132d