Good Lord, one would never have engaged in such activities within the confines of a public house! It is customary in these instances to proffer the invitation, 'Aaaahtside, nah!'
I suppose I had just reached the age where my old mantra of 'standing up for right, whatever the consequences' had become dulled by maturity.
I became, in short, half a man, and half a man I remain. (Probably a quarter now.)
Last edited by Sir C; 07-19-2017 at 09:32 AM.
Yes, sadly I appreciate that.
Of course, were Argentina once more to invade the Falklands, should be concern ourselves with hassle and paperwork, or get fired in?
One is either committed to Right, or one is not. We must simply come to terms with the fact that we are weak, cowardly individuals.
I think I last struck a chap about 10 years ago, too. Not a very clever move and I was very lucky to get away with it.
The closest I've been since then were a couple of incidents of argy-bargy with g's ex that didn't develop into anything. With hindsight, I can sympathise with him, since I was at the time living in his house and shagging his (then still) wife, which I can see must have been irksome. Didn't seem that way at the time, of course.