We were hangin out down the Groucho about 10 years ago, when it was still rock’n’roll. He starts off snipin over a fiver for the cab, heading back to our gaff for a night cap. We had a few more drinks, couple of models, a tranny and some furry friends of mine, nothing special. I got on the blower to Sam the Scooter man for a few bits and peices and I don;t remember much after that but the next morning Liam swears I owe him 50 grand. As if.
So when i bumped into him the other day, he adn’t got over it, brought up straight away cheeky bastard. I just gave him one of my looks and he waddled off in his shiny anorak. He knows what these soft bear paws can do.
over an out