Get me out of this Tight Fit.

On stage with Tight Fit; Lovely Ladies though not sure about the middle one!!












Anarchist in 80's pop shock

"I've always been a closet fan" said 49 year old Mr Wilson in a deep Northern accent. "now my secrect is out I intend to embrace all 80's pop"
Mr Wilson's wife commented "I caught him listening to Bucks Fizz a couple of years back but he promised me it was a one off. Its come as a bit of a shock"

Treading the Boards

It's an actors life for me!!


I expect a Larry nomination for this performance.

Jag Monster

Drink Problem

Does anyone have the number for Alcoholics Anonymous, I think I have a problem.

I blame the Strokemans punch

Sonic Boom Six

Finally some culture

Just about to enjoy my 1st MOSH

Roll on The Bearded Theory http://www.beardedtheory.co.uk/

A photo with me and the looser; we are a happy couple aren't we!!!


HOPE SOMEONE HAPPY WINS ME NEXT TIME

Spa Day

Off to the Spa for Carolyn's 40th Birthday where it kicked off with a facial for the ladies and a quick wipe over with some Pledge for me











Then a quick flip over for a massage, well that's what they said it was but I've been a bit bow legged ever since

A day in the country

After my brush with the law I decided to lay low for a while and go for a plesant drive in the country with my adopted family, turns out I'm some kinda booby prize' so it looks like I'm stuck with these loosers till the new year when I'll get to live with more loosers, oh god I think I need a Drink!!






Today I lost the loosers and got to spend time with the children and what a fun bunch they are. They want too take me to there school where they are learning all about my reign over this fine land.






It was all going so well until they accidentally dropped me on my crown jewels, OUCH!!

What a day!!

It started with Kenneth and the Gasman for an aperitif in the Station and a ride on a carridge while laughing at the roofer who looked very out of breath as the train pulled out of Knebworth without him, although he seemed to magic himself to the Red Lion of Barnet before our arrival.
It was there we drank ale a plenty with the Barnet supporters.

Then onto the match where I was on the front line leading the Imps with songs aplenty, them Barnet fans didn't like it up 'em!!


The match was a classic with a last minute winner for the Imps 2-1 the final score.







It was during the celebrations of this fine victory that I was escorted from the ground by the local constabulary. I tried telling them I was once king of this fine land but they were having none of it.

So a night at Her Majesty's Pleasure for me!


It's only 16 days into the New Year and my liver is already shot, these boys can't keep this pace up can they?

There is talk of giging and moshing next in Camden Town.

Back down to the watering hole, this time with the wives to demonstrate their wealth of general knowledge in the weekly quiz.

"Wives of Henry" they called themselves and I can tell you, after their performance I'd be-head the lot of them! Now, I'm not one to read the celeb-filled pages of glossy mags but not knowing who won the World Cup in 2006, I ask you!

Off to the Barnet Saturday to see the Imps, that should be Fun...

06/01/2010
I have finally been freed from the box under the bed by some northern monkey in a Lincoln City hat. After tending to his pigeons my new man servant took me too a local hostel to drink and be merry with other commoners- a roofer, a gasman, a kind of midget who just turned up for the 2nd half and this weird looking curly haired stroke man.

Apparently this is only half of the Dads Club; god knows what the rest look like!

It was the one they called the roofers birthday with ale and stags blood following all night. I understand my next outing to be a football match on the 16/01 although I use the term football in the loosest sense of the term as the teams involved are Lincoln and Barnet. Lets just hope the snow hangs around long enough to disrupt this fixture.


Will report back (hopefully with better pictures) from the terraces of Underwood.