Seems quite a while ago now, but I can still clearly remember Danny and me carrying you out the Ave on your 18th, and the lovely shade of reddish-purple those snakebite and blacks left on the porcelain, and your dad taking you for a stroll round the Sava before hitting the hay. Went 'up London' the next day and bought chocolate milkshakes in Oxford Street Burger King then tat at Camden Market, that indie lass with the Sultans Of Ping tshirt on the train home giving Danny's Charlies purchase the thumbs up and my Pearl Jam bootlegs the thumbs down, cheeky mare...
Have a cracker squire
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