User1314 said:Am arriving in Glasgow 10.30. 8.15 flight from Heathrow. Check in.
Then couple of beers and curry somewhere.
Must be somewhere decent open that time of night.
User1314 said:Am arriving in Glasgow 10.30. 8.15 flight from Heathrow. Check in.
Then couple of beers and curry somewhere.
Must be somewhere decent open that time of night.
User1314 said:Am arriving in Glasgow 10.30.
Like this?User1314 said:I've tried to meet Greedo in Glasgow. And tried to meet him in London.
He keeps avoiding me.
I think it's because his alter-ego on the boards is vastly different from his reality.
User1314 said:I think he is a dwarf, living in a bedsit, surviving on frozen pizza from Iceland and White Lightning cider, with the odd fumble with that bag-lady who sleeps under thearches by Glasgow Central train station.Hielanman's Umbrella
User1314 said:I've tried to meet Greedo in Glasgow. And tried to meet him in London.
He keeps avoiding me.
User1314 said:Well. There we were. Just got out of the cab at the Hilton on William St (I think). When a 4x4 screeched to a halt right in front of the entrance. Driver got out - dressed in some post-chic mod clobber circa Paul weller from his slightly camp The Style Council Days. You know. Effete scarve, skinny trousers, modfather coat, reeking of home-made madras. He threw the key to the concierge - "Don't park her near a boy-racer car" he shouted whilst sweeping into the lobby and declaring:
"What a pile of cheap corporate twank. Let's go somewhere more exclusive and special."
He swept out again.
His wife followed him at a distance, slightly embarrased, pretending she wasn't with him.
He grabbed the keys again from the concierge. Shouting:
"I'mofftoanindianforavindaloothenimgoingtodrinka
finebottleofredortwothenmakeloveforeanhourbeforeigoandbuythatretirement
villainspain....etc"
User1314 said:That post was meant to be a made up incident caricaturing Greedo - it didn't really happen!
Coco said:If only I'd known - right next to my office.