.I think me and Carl H were supposed to be running that coach for Arky that day.
Aye fekin supposed to be, ha fckin ha.
That day there were two coaches, one was a double decker with all the fekin riff raff on up to all sorts!!
Anyway, I gets a call from the local Bermondsy OB asking which coach I am on. I ask why. He says because there is a bloke sat on the roof of the double decker a mile from the ground giving the locals some abuse, and he is supping a bottle of vodka.!!!
Our Danny had only climbed on the roof of the bus through the fekin sunroof. God bless him.
PS at least the sunroof stayed on, not like the one that blew off at Knutsford one freezing wednesday night on the way to West Ham. Now that WAS a cold journey.
Happy days indeed.
Maybe I should write a book.
PPS Mr. Bolton, I beleive you are getting a new dog and naming it Scottie.If I’m being a nosy parker I apologise. LOL.
