Home from London for xmas

 

They come home to 'the sticks' for christmas like the prodigal son returning. The yharp on about how good life is in Ealing, Kew and Richmond, in their semi welsh / cockney accents, and then bugger off on the choo choo by new years eve!

 

They only frequent the bars in furnace, and you can spot them a mile off - ie. duffell coats and long scarves. They also tend to go for the traditional welsh ale's that they cant get their mits on in the big smoke. After three ales they tend to get a bit tipsy, they start to lose their contrived accents, and plead for you to 'come up and spend the weekend' with them in their 'maisonette' in chelsea or somewhere.

 

I say to you contrived cockneys, stay away next year, or ill strangle you all with your scarves!!

 

You know what i mean dont you maldwyn!

 

And whatever happended to that nasty brother of the crook that used to run the scoreboard with bentkins in stradey. I heard he buggered off to live with the rest of the 'lovies' in london. Havent heard from him since, even though there is a rumour that he regularly frequents this site!!

 

And we dont eat ready brek in texas boy, we eat steak!

 

Now go and wrap up in your scarf and dance with the fairy folk!

Okay for some...bloody yuppies.