see, when my old feller popped his clogs

we were actually on the way back to see him from germany and my ma broke the news over the phone cos i rang up when we were about an hour from their place. anyways, we went up to see him and that and then the next morning i took my little family down the beach at hastings just to get our heads out of the 'noise' and my lads, who were only quite young then both had sticks and were writing my dad's name in the sand. the bastard tide kept washing his name out though but them wee boys kept writing his name again and again and again.

stay with me for evermore will that.

he made me a nodge fan.

the f**ker.

Posted By: Tombs, Jul 13, 10:17:44

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