sixpence is sixpence
the day after i passed my driving test was also my school's leavers do, i didn't fancy paying £20+ for a crap meal and being forced to wear a monkey suit, especially since i wouldn't be allowed to take the girl i wanted to keep me company as she was a mere year 12. instead i chose not to go to the main do, but to celebrate my new found legal wheels and drive to the pub over the road from the school where the afterparty was taking place. as i had just passed my test i wasn't going to tempt fate and drink, so stuck to the cokes. later that evening i felt something on the bottom of my shoe, and assuming it was a rizla or toilet paper tried to scrape it off to no avail, looked down and discovered a lovely £20 note stuck to my trainer, my (slightly drunken) friends advised me to keep this so i listened to them

a year or so earlier in the same pub a load of us (incl some teachers) were having drinks after the last night of the school's production of Hamlet. the bar weren't prepared for a mass onslaught, and had just cashed up when we arrived, so were refusing to serve people unless;
a) they had the right money
or
b) they had a large enough round that a tenner would cover it (me) i asked everyone in sight if they wanted a drink (this being a members club it was fairly cheap so a tenner went a long way) and people kept giving me money for their drinks. i got the round in, tried to give people change (i'm honest like that) but no-one would take it. as far as i can remember i ended that night with more money than i took in :)

apologies for length/girth
(cs192 is sucking on a Koala at, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 1:06, Reply)