Imatim
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....................we need to get a sickie emoji ,,,we really do
Naw!
....................we need to get a sickie emoji ,,,we really do
Aye!....................
Naw!
Everydays a learnin day D!17 years old and got lifted by the dicey bunnets, at 1 in the morning, on a Monday, as I was walking home from my mates
We took turns every second weekend, staying at his place, Friday night to Sunday, our house the next
It worked, as we would go for a few pints on the Friday, match Saturday, then it would be driving up to the city, or down to Largs, in search of a lumber, or six
Panda car pulls up
"What's in the bag ?"
"Claes"
"Where did you get them ?"
"Ma hoose"
Where are you taking them ?"
"Machoose"
"Get in the car"
"Naw yer awrite, I'll walk"
I turn to leave, and the big polis gets out and grabs me arm, twists my suit sleeve and tries to get my arm up my back
The sergeant gets out to help him, and they bundle me into the back of the wee Panda car
As we set off for what I believe was the cop shop, the passenger looks around and then cracks me in the face
I tried to get on the floor and shouted "Thanks"
This did not go down too well and he started punching me on the arms and body
They didn't take me to jail, they took me home and all the while, the one cop kept pullingmy long hair and bouncing my head against the wall
My Mother nearly fainted as they asked if I lived there...
Then the cop banged my head once too many times and I kneed him in the balls
Upshot was, I was left with my folks to be dealt with
I think the charge was going to be 'Drunk & Uncatchable, & refusing to fight wi' the polis'
My Dad wasn't best pleased ( he was boxer in his time and always told me never to bring the police to our door)
He chinned me after the door was shut
So, a nice big shiner from the polis and a sore jaw from my Dad
Lesson learned, in those days, if the polis' stop you...take to your heels
As previously stated...I was a good boy
Correct - we citizens of greenock have no place in a thread about crimeI'm no longer allowed to 'play' with you bad boys
HH
A van, a crossbow and a drive round darkest ayrshire used to result in a few sheep to be butchered and handed around the pit communities.One thing always remembered by the Mining family was the support we got from all walks of life in Scotland it was truely humbling to realise we were not on our own. We got support that we didn’t expect from areas around the country and the world which kept us going when we were at our lowest.
And for that Thank you
HH
We voted year prior any colliery threatened with Economic closure we strike they knew this and started the ball rolling and the Media started calling for a vote and for months that’s all that was heard we were in a poor place MDWhit a cannae get ma heid roon JamSam,we knew MacGregor wiz importin and stockpiling coal,then Scargill called the strike...........in the summer,feckin Culloden moment
ah the craig white defence, can't prosecute you if you CAN'T rememberTory bastards
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BASTARD.Tory bastards
Grenfell files ‘lost forever’ after laptop wiped, inquiry hears
ITV London
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15 Sep
Grenfell Inquiry: Cladding design manager ‘can’t remember anything’ from facade fire lecture
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The design manager for the cladding specialists on the Grenfell Tower revamp has said he “can’t remember anything” from a detailed lecture on facade fires at an industry conference three years before...
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You can ask a forgiveness
Dunoon...a shiteholeGot myself & Wee brother lifted on his 18th Birthday, went tae Dunoon for a pub crawl a barman got wide wae him, about his age, Big roidboy chap in the bar grabbed Wee bro, I dropped the Big Tit, Wee barman shat it phoned Police, Wee Bro hooked the barman offski oot the door right in tae the filth, Ma Mum & Da(God rest them) had tae come & get us, we got an Inspectors caution. Never been back tae Dunoon since.