byron
RIP
Last night's dinner for members of the Oxford Ditch wasn't that well attended with only about 30 people there. I assumed Brayman (Ian) moved from table to table to make it look like there were more people there until someone explained to me he was lost and trying to find his way back. (Poor old soul). Talking of old souls Pheran (Chris) was there too muttering away to himself while gazing blankly at his glass and giggling from time to time, no one knows why and I suspect he didn't know either. Chris_D was at my table with his wife (how do ugly gits get such tasty wives?) but I doubt if he will ever attend any more Ditch events. Chris is a new member and didn't know just how ancient and decrepid 99% of Ditch members are. Uncle Albert was noticeable by his absence I guess he was laying in a gutter somewhere asleep clutching a bottle. Lurker Stripp was at my table too. For those that don't know John Stripp reads the forum but never writes anything.
I of course was on my best behaviour as one would expect of someone with my breeding and character. I can say I was horrified at the drunken antics of the others including Chris_D who kept yelling "bring on the strippers" whilst standing on his chair and clutching his crotch suggestively.
I of course was on my best behaviour as one would expect of someone with my breeding and character. I can say I was horrified at the drunken antics of the others including Chris_D who kept yelling "bring on the strippers" whilst standing on his chair and clutching his crotch suggestively.