The Cheviot is fully booked. Figwold and I got the last room. Knowing how popular GMU is going to be and the limited number of spaces available in the bunkhouse we figured we'd self-sacrifice and make do with the discomfort of hotel beds to enable more [unwitting] newbies to attend. Going to miss the soothing sound of Sprinter's lullabysnoring to lull us off to sleep, so we're going to have to make do with copious amounts of red wine, ale and Scotch to substitute. But, hey ho, that's the lengths we are prepared to go to and how thoughtful we Bedfordians are.
Put the door on the latch mate Once they’ve had some Horlicks and have finished with their crayons and colouring in books you MIGHT just MIGHT be able to sneak out
Between Arthur Daleys electrics sale, and the Streak doing a lap of the lounge. I walk right out the front door mate.
Depends what time Mr O locks the door and turns the lights oot, he may not let them play with them other boys down the field. bad influence and all that ha has his standards.
Keep him out, of the kitchen, out! Out and the dog. O.U.T. Out. If all the cooks were here they would all say the same. @andypandy @TEZ 217 @chiari1
