WICKED bitter lemon Fred Perry polo, black/black 501's and Doc Marten bovver boots; new waxed coat, flat cap.
It's like it's '84 again and one ought to be standing outside Heaven or the Marquee or the Wag (do these places even still exist?) in the middle of the night being told to "get lost, son" by Winston or Joe or whatever the clown's name was.
Good times
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
I've taken to wearing combat trousers. With a little elastic in the waist.Originally Posted by redgunamo
WICKED bitter lemon Fred Perry polo, black/black 501's and Doc Marten bovver boots; new waxed coat, flat cap.
It's like it's '84 again and one ought to be standing outside Heaven or the Marquee or the Wag (do these places even still exist?) in the middle of the night being told to "get lost, son" by Winston or Joe or whatever the clown's name was.
Good times
For comfort.
The Wag certainly doesn't - it became an O'Neills quite a while back. Sad seensWICKED bitter lemon Fred Perry polo, black/black 501's and Doc Marten bovver boots; new waxed coat, flat cap.
It's like it's '84 again and one ought to be standing outside Heaven or the Marquee or the Wag (do these places even still exist?) in the middle of the night being told to "get lost, son" by Winston or Joe or whatever the clown's name was.
Good times
Terribly sad.
London appears to have gone all to hell. Can't even get a knife-and-fork supper at the Ritz nowadays without giving the signal.
Not worth it, they say; no punters.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Heaven 'gun? You didn't once bat for the other side did you?WICKED bitter lemon Fred Perry polo, black/black 501's and Doc Marten bovver boots; new waxed coat, flat cap.
It's like it's '84 again and one ought to be standing outside Heaven or the Marquee or the Wag (do these places even still exist?) in the middle of the night being told to "get lost, son" by Winston or Joe or whatever the clown's name was.
Good times
There's nothing wrong with it, H.
Great place to get birds, my mate faithfully assured me. And .. er .. great MUSIC!
Heaven 'gun? You didn't once bat for the other side did you?
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
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