A place to have a chat.

Her reaction when you didn't buy her a better car on her 19th? 😆

We blokes do make a rod for our own backs. I made the mistake of buying mine Chanel No5 on our first Valentines. A custom she's never let me stop. 

Don't ever say that to a HD rider - they will beat you to a pulp! 

Brilliant - will be fantastic if he ever gets time to do it!  

Just putting it out there, for once and probably one time only the mighty Bantams finally won a game today, albeit on a sandpit pitch. Now up to the dizzy heights of 14 th in the 4 th division - Wiooppeee!. Can it possibly get any better than this?

Hi Adrian, 

I’m chuffed to bits that you’ve read my bio and even more so if you have found it helpful. I hadn’t realised that I’d written so much, I reckon you deserve a medal for reading it all 😬.

I was up late last night, overdoing it on the Hopp and vine 🍺🍷. We ended up watching an old Al Murray ‘Pub Landlord’ show. We found it so funny. So good to have a really really good laugh.

Yes, I’m due to put another update on. I’ve spent the last couple of weeks mostly taking stock of where I’m at. I guess most of us will probably spend a lot of time doing that. Mind you my conclusions are really that I increasingly feel like a really old git creaking at the seams, and still have the same symptoms I started off with and more.

It’s a glorious day here today ☀️ I hope it is where you are too and that you are making the most of it.

cheers

Spongebob

It's lovely when you can impress a lady with something much bigger than she's used to. 😁

Me and mine are both 'second time arounders'. We've been together 27 years. 

Jackson, I'll match your The girl upstairs, with my romantic The woman and the burning flotilla. (Sounds like a story about a lady an STD 😁)

Very early in our relationship, she invited me over to her place, for a romantic evening. She'd done a bubble bath with loads of scented tea lights perched around the edge of the bath. After a having a luxurious soak for a few minutes, I decided that a 'standing up cuddle' was in order.

As I stood up, I slipped on a bar of soap and lost balance. I instinctively grabbed out for the shower curtain, which pulled down the rail. I fell head first out of the bath colliding with the wall mounted bathroom cabinet. I ended up, wrapped in the curtain, face down on the bathroom floor, with the shower curtain rail nestled along the crack of my *rse. 

I looked at her. The tsunami I'd caused had washed most of the candles into the bath. They were floating around her like an armada on fire.

At least she was giggling and I did manage to make good the damage I'd caused.

I was and still am the Frank Spencer of the Kama Sutra. 😁

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My story to marriage is not quite so exciting. Me and the future missus were both well into our 30s, both left high up on the shelf having both been around the block several times over. 👵👴
Of course back in those days there was no handy online love matching instead it was a case of getting well blotto’d and then trying our luck down town at the night clubs.
In retrospect, I had absolutely no chance of finding a ‘match’ in a nightclub, where the girls were all ‘glammed’ up looking for their ideal debonair millionaire. How many of these beauties would be interested in a scruffy looking drunken bloke who likes footy, mountain biking, hiking and boozing?

Anyway, and so it came to pass that me and the missus met in a nightclub (we should call it the ‘Last Chance Saloon’), each of us both having made last minute decisions to go out and persuaded to do so by our respective mates, she was pi$$ed looking for a millionaire and I was similarly pi$$ed hoping for anything 😬.

I used to think that a good way to impress a girl was to whizz her around the Yorkshire Dales and amazingly this time it worked.
Then, not long after we eloped and got married on the Isle of Skye with my dog Oscar acting as best man (it was a November, all the shops were shut and we had trouble finding a ring).

I sent postcards to family, friends and work to let them know. My mum still not properly forgiven me.
And then we went on to have two kids in our40s! And we’re still together and very much still enjoy the odd glass or two.

cheers 🍷🍷