We’re going to get gubbed.
Type: Posts; User: Sir C
We’re going to get gubbed.
Lutyens’ New Delhi is hardly representative of Delhi as a whole, is it?
I’ve only been to Gurgaon at night but to be honest it looked just as much of ****pit as the rest of Delhi :hehe:
The best dhal makhani comes from Punjabi By Nature at Gurgaon.
The only serious Delhi belly I’ve ever had came from a dhal makhani :shrug:
I like to take a stroll down to India Gate at dusk and watch the enormous bats going to roost.
Also, I rather enjoy the classical music playing under the water pool :hehe:
Once coming back...
I thought she was a lesbonian la?
I've had a couple of memorable meals in China Tang at The Dorchester, but the rest of it is squalid.
To stay: The Savoy
To drink: Claridges or The Connaught
To dine: The Ritz
Tackiest, most chavtastic: The Dorchester
I have enjoyed several stays at the Imperial. Highly recommended.
If booming a 17 year old makes him a *****, I hope to god no one goes through my catalogue of 1980s indiscretions.
ty la. Mind you, to be fair, I don't think he was easily mistaken for a ray of sunshine.
I’d forgotten that one. I’m sure there’s a version of that with Affe… or maybe I’m thinking of Inselaffe :-(
Austrians call it Steltze, r.
These Austrians are crazy.
**** me. I was at Wembley and Heysel.
What a week that was.
I'm overdue a trip to Schweinshaxestadt!
Writes the theme tune, sings the theme tune.
I might as well not go to bed. It’s almost time for pony breakfast
Yes. He was an unashamed admirer of Stalinism. He asked me in detail about my experiences behind the iron curtain in the 80s and still decided it was all good.
Oh that absolute prick! Jorge. **** me, I could tell you things about that evil ****…
This place attracted some remarkably low scum. Ew, I’m off for another shower just thinking about them.
I think I’d rather we went out. We’re clearly not good enough at this level.
Concentrate on coming second in the league imo.
:hehe: van, aye.
Lols. greg Mitchell. Foul little man. And a coward to boot.
Dutch, yes. But nothing to do with that disgusting individual to whom you refer.
Excuse me! You do realise I’m half Bergkamp, do you? And I once met a waitress who served him.
We’re pretty much family.
Thank God for the Norwegian and his extraordinary teeth.