I write these things about me and my mate Nige. I love writing them. I hope you enjoy it. If you do I will post some others. awesome night last night. nigel (nige to his friends) came around (we cant do Thursday because we are going to Mr Griffiths (our ex history teacher) funeral and are staying out for a couple of drinks later, should be a good laugh. i will miss Mr Griffiths. he used to say hello to us when he saw us down the pub on quiz night. of course, when i say hello im paraphrasing, what he actually used to say was al-right?. nice bloke. anyway, we watched the one show (as per usual, i cant get enough of it). as we were watching it i was reminded that when i was watching it last week they done a section (about children in need) that came from Great Missenden in Buckinghamshire. uk. and thats where a friends mum lives. i said to nige thats where one of our friends mum lives oh said nige. after that we had a game of horror star horoscopes where we take it in turn to guess a star of horror films star sign. nige won when i gave him peter cushion and he guessed correctly at Gemini hes so bloody brainy. next we played three things weighed again nige won when he correctly assessed that a shoe (size 11, clarkes, genuine leather upper (black)), a book (i forget (medium sized)) and a biro (blue (half full)) would weigh roughly the same (within 500g) of a telephone (white) a ball of string (long) and some potatoes. he was within 100g. brilliant mind . we then went up the chippy. i had a chicken and mushroom pie and a can of vimto. nige, strangely, just ordered a carton of gravy. i asked him why. he said he wasnt that thirsty OR hungry. i suppose that makes sense in a nige sort of way. whilst we sat on the bench, we tried to remember all the fascinating history lessons that Mr Griffiths taught. we couldnt remember any. we did remember that time when he called brian jones a little shit for getting milk on the register. fond, fond memories. we high fived and went home. when i got home there was a text on my mobile telephone. it was from nige, it said goodnight, you little shit. a bit shocking, i know, but i realise it was written in jest. hes a bit like oscar wilde and frankie boyle rolled into one. i laughed for at least 43 seconds. what a top bloke. cant wait until thursday.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 10:10:19 +0000
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