Have you Bin Dipping out of drinks?

Ha! Cool, I’m over in Bitterne so will wander over for half 2 or so. Ish.

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I should be able to drift in sometime after 3

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I know, right?

I was going to say, in an uncertain way, that I’ll aim to be there for 2:15, but then I thought what sort of attention seeking tosser aims but then doesn’t deliver.

I will be there before closing time .

2:18pm and I’ve ordered and am drinking 2/3 pint of something very strong .

Just saying.

2.19pm: Bletch has taken a first tentative sip.

2.20pm: Bletch is blotto.

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Sounds like Ye Olde Pap’s Pickled Micturation to me guv.

It’s an increasingly successful side gig, but I’m going to have words with my business agent. I wanted it exclusive to Brewdog.

I’ll be there just after 3, in time to see Bletch show us all what he had for lunch by the sounds of it.

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That’ll be Ye Olde Pap’s Vegetarian Patty of Defecation.

It never hurts to diversify, unless preparing the chili version.

Got distracted by the shiny delights of Bookshop. Swift half and I’ll head Rockstone-wards.

Good to see a decent Rockstone crowd today, Ant in particular as I hadn’t seen him for ages. Interesting to know that BTripz hadn’t previously met Bletch’s brother Rallyboy, and had to ask who he was. By now I’d fully expect BTripz to be asking who he is once again, but this time he’ll mean himself.

As for Bletch, the less said the better I think

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Thanks for the update @fowllyd

OK who was Bletch’s designated keeper for the day and who exactly was it who gave him the alcohol?

It’s a sorry tale, Cobber. We tried to employ a zonal marking system on Bletch, but he skilfully slipped his man in Eastleigh and made it to St Denys unmarked. No blame attached here - Bletch’s shirt was considerably less startling than usual, and he would have been easily mistaken for his brother, whose strict J2O regimen keeps him out of trouble. We really should have gone with an experienced man-marker (almost certainly pap) to dog Bletch’s unsteady footsteps, distracting him with a constant stream of invective.

Ah well, lesson learned. We’ll handle it better next time.

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I agree it was a pleasure to see the wider gang in the Rock today.

And it was a pleasure to watch the (frustrating and then shit) match with Bletch. There, I said it.

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How could you do this to me?

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I managed to track back the 2 main strikers to the Southwestern Arms but the lack of defensive cover left me somehwat exposed.

I managed to fulfill my duties until the coach pulled me off saying my concentration had gone…

I have only jst now managed to drag my sorry arse back to my abode in Poole, however the local did beckon and call onthe way back and couldn’t be ignored.

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BTW who was Bletch’s younger brother in the Rockstone and was he on the J2O because he’d already puked over Bletch’s afront to mankinds’ eyes, sorry, shirt!!

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He only ever gives me a half an orange.

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It was the one, the only, infamous Rallyboy. He gave me a calf massage once. I’ll never forget it, and neither will my calf.

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I thought it was a Right Said Fred tribute act setting up at the end of the bar.

Wrong Said Fred?

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I was considering taking the piss and calling one of them the other’s dad.

Then the dreaded prospect of an infinite loop crossed my mind. I stepped back from the idea.