very happy to give that a like
Peeling the spuds for the dinner, nice mug of Americano and 80s music on the telly. As @Tassotti would say, “a lovely little tradition”
I met an oul fella aged 80-90 on the train yesterday. Broad working class northerner who obviously wanted a chat. The train wound it’s way slowly past some school rugby match and he asked me did I play sport. Bit of hurling and bit of rugby I replied.
He proceeded to tell me how, aged 18 he was called up for army service. He had never played rugby before but “used to run a bit like” ( think of the broadest north of England accent you can, Wigan I’d say, or somesuch) “anyhow, they was looking for two fast lads for 'rugby team in th’army, and I was told had to try out. I didn’t know 'rules so they stretched 15 lads out across t’park like, and told me to run past Em all, so I did, and then I did it again.
Right they said. You’re playing on Saturday. Where, says I. Twickenham says they. So me fust ever game was th’army vuses th’navy at Twickenham. Th’army team I were on ad 13 internationals an me and another lad. Well I scored three tries and got man o the match award. I got 4 shillings and sixpence travel money and I were allowed into the officers mess. Ad a few pints and left me award behind. I were never allowed back in to get it back.”
I had a great oul chat with him. A pleasure to talk to.
How much did you give him to soften the blow of not getting his award back?
Also his story never happened.
Quelle surprise. flattytweehurdler cosying up to some British Army prick and a typically quaint tale to tell his pals down the legion club tonight too.
That’s a tremendous yarn really enjoyed so I did
The rastoolers are seething…
You’re becoming a very bitter and twisted individual.
Thanks, mate.
Another tall tale from Flatty. You’ll be getting a dedicated thread for this kind of stuff soon.
Lovely little story kid. Wouldn’t think any of it happened but it was really well told esp the accent bit and im giving it a well deserved 4th like.
I think it did actually. Had a ring of truth about it. He knew the attendances etc. Might have been rubbish, but he didn’t seem the type. Wasn’t bragging, just reminiscing. It was a nice tale, well told, and it makes you think everyone has a story if you give them a chance.
Indeed.
Did he sell you some magic beans as well?
Yet more proof that Rugby is not a sport
You have a lovely way about you
That did cross my mind.
Sadly not. Since they invented contactless payment I’ve no magic bean money on me anymore.
Probably not right but that’s hilarious - gas man.
living in a proper country