You're a military man. York has a large barracks.

I cycle all the way through it on the way to watch York City Ladies games

When i was 17 i started i started playing snooker and drinking in a club in the city.

My lefty culture stems from my elder sisters and this. Snooker clubs are very simple safe spaces for lgtbq couples. They also represent somewhere for many nationalities to drink.and socialise and feel secure that they won't be met with tension.

I used to clean up ash trays for pints so that staff and regulars could gamble and play 'killer' on the tables after hours.

The club was ran by a family from a gypsy community, so I was educated all ends up about life whilst i drank £25's worth of cider for 90 mins work.

Anyway, during the day, on days off or weekends Ghurka's would come in and ask me to play snooker with them. Actual trained killers. It overwhelmed me but i obliged. They would buy me cider whilst all they did was go through shed loads of chewing tabacco. (Which i ultimately had to wash out of the ash tray later).

I had some once, it was disgusting.

In evolution there are now 3 Nepalese restarants in York and they are all incredible places

Anyway, if i ever look like some rampant hippy on here it's because all I ever saw socially was good people being friendly.
I dated an Italian woman 14 years older than me during that time.

I agree with the councillors account, i lived amongst ace people whilst being very drunk :). I went to lots of all night parties. I danced the streets when Italy won 2006

I'll never misunderstand any culture just because I'm English.

That's something which can make you proud to be where you are from. In the end I'm just proud of myself for always being inclusive from an early age.

I befriended a Lithuanian in 2013 and kicked a lot of the tough stoic Mother Russia out of her. She still has it but York saved her from jumping city to city, hiding her emotions in order to have a career. It confused the s**t out of her, kindness for the sake of kindness. She was so sussy of me for ages. She eould show me her lingerie and not understand why i was talking to her about colours suiting her rather than looking at her sexually. I told her we weren't friends if i did that. I'm not a fraud. She only even talked about leaving York because she didn't trust anyone. She bought a house here.

As hard as it is becausr it's so challenging, I'd much rather be like this, with all tbe experiences I've had with people. I csn't do the Enoch Powell thing, or some other horse s**t.

A foregn national reversed into me in April. People rushed to me in the street. I got his number and a couple gave me his plate. He was collecting from a takeaway and didn't see me crossing the road. I felt a click in my shoulder and my knee hurt.

Anyway after the shock and a night's sleep i decided if I could make it to wotk and walk it off i wasn't going to pursue it. I was battered and bruised, i ached everyehere.
I was back in the street and people in the businesses who saw it told me to get him prosecuted.
"He's not even a legal immigrant"
"His car isn't even insured"

My shoulder and knee felt like s**t for months, my knee felt like pins and needles which assume was muscle damage on impact. I did shoilder presses with kettle bells to ease the shoulder pain.

He didn't mean to do it, he probably has a family. I ran his plate and it was registered as being from Manchester. Was someone travelling to York to do simple food drop offs?
Anyway I don't hate the world enough to getba fellow human sacked and money from a couple of scrapes. Other people can do that. I have too many good memories of my life being enriched by everybody to switch

Thanks for reading if you made it through all that.

Posted By: Lentil Weaver on September 15th 2025 at 21:31:07

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