02-09-12, 10:42 PM
I'll add that I always went to my local Spar every night for bottles of Red. One particular night I was on my way home a little later than usual. I rode a bandit 12 back then and wondered about the wisdom of calling for the wine as I was passing and riding home with it stuffed inside my jacket. Anyway, the lazy streak kicked in and rather than go home and come back for the wine I decided to risk horrific injury and chance it - I'm good at decisions like that. :lol
Went in the shop, got the wine, held out a tenner and the girl said she can't serve me unless I remove the helmet. Now this was a girl who saw me every night, she knew me. I said it's me Pete - but she said yes I know but I still can't serve you unless you take it off cause it's all recorded on camera. What a load of bollox. I put the wine back and went to bargain booze ever since. Well done spar that's nine six quid bottles a week you don't sell now.
Went in the shop, got the wine, held out a tenner and the girl said she can't serve me unless I remove the helmet. Now this was a girl who saw me every night, she knew me. I said it's me Pete - but she said yes I know but I still can't serve you unless you take it off cause it's all recorded on camera. What a load of bollox. I put the wine back and went to bargain booze ever since. Well done spar that's nine six quid bottles a week you don't sell now.