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» Christmas Tales
The Great Mince Pie incident of 1985
As a child I loved mince pies. Mum always used to make her own, baking up batches almost endlessly in the two weeks or so through Christmas. Christmas Eve, an exceptionally large batch was cooked up and the young me set about them with gusto during the course of the day.I believe 18 was my total. Unfortunately this excessive combination of dried fruit, buttery pastry and Christmas eve excitement led to the night's chaos. Vomiting on the hour, every hour from around 8 in the evening until 5 the next morning, every last raisin was expelled. I still can't eat them to this day. Even the feel of sugared shortcrust can turn my stomach.
(Sat 21st Dec 2013, 15:00, More)
The Great Mince Pie incident of 1985
As a child I loved mince pies. Mum always used to make her own, baking up batches almost endlessly in the two weeks or so through Christmas. Christmas Eve, an exceptionally large batch was cooked up and the young me set about them with gusto during the course of the day.I believe 18 was my total. Unfortunately this excessive combination of dried fruit, buttery pastry and Christmas eve excitement led to the night's chaos. Vomiting on the hour, every hour from around 8 in the evening until 5 the next morning, every last raisin was expelled. I still can't eat them to this day. Even the feel of sugared shortcrust can turn my stomach.
(Sat 21st Dec 2013, 15:00, More)
» Celebrity Encounters III
The future Mrs Hewhowalks
On a weekend away in Brighton late summer 1999, girlfriend and I were sitting in a low key restaurant in said town when she suddenly spies Mark and Ricky from EastEnders at a nearby table. The lady is a bit of an EastEnders addict and the next 10 minutes were spent discussing a strategy whereby she could engage in conversation. Her eventual response? Walked over, pulled up a chair from another table, sat herself down between them and decided to grill Mark over weaknesses in plot lines from Grange Hill. Amazingly, she didn't get brushed off straight away ended up chatting away for nearly an hour. But she has got massive tits, and it seems Mr. McCarthy was a bit of a fan of the same.
(Fri 6th Dec 2013, 19:56, More)
The future Mrs Hewhowalks
On a weekend away in Brighton late summer 1999, girlfriend and I were sitting in a low key restaurant in said town when she suddenly spies Mark and Ricky from EastEnders at a nearby table. The lady is a bit of an EastEnders addict and the next 10 minutes were spent discussing a strategy whereby she could engage in conversation. Her eventual response? Walked over, pulled up a chair from another table, sat herself down between them and decided to grill Mark over weaknesses in plot lines from Grange Hill. Amazingly, she didn't get brushed off straight away ended up chatting away for nearly an hour. But she has got massive tits, and it seems Mr. McCarthy was a bit of a fan of the same.
(Fri 6th Dec 2013, 19:56, More)