Bishop Thumpety-Thump
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'My husband's on the rigs/inside'Grab a granny in the grafton if all else failed
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'My husband's on the rigs/inside'Grab a granny in the grafton if all else failed
Trade Union reps. away at meetings, conferences etc. Have known many long term affairs conducted under the guise of union activities. At least three of those ended badly with the wives/husbands back at home finding out. marriages ending. Horrible.
My dad, a retired sea captain, tells a story of unloading a ship in an African country possibly Nigeria but maybe not. An Italian was in charge of the un;oading. Unfortunately there was a horrific accident and the Italian was killed by cargo falling on him. Turned out, not only did he have a wife and two kids in Italy but he also had a wife and two kids in the African country. Awkward.
Or that miner that got trapped in chili a few years back, when family arrived his wife and his bit on the side showed up.... I think I'd just stay in the mine.
Like Father like........?My dad was an unbelievably rampant shagger. Luckily both him and mum realised this relatively early on and had one of the happiest divorces (if that makes sense) you could get. They remain close friends to this day.
Anyway, couple of examples.
He had a Girlfriend, quite serious. She was involved in the British Olympic Show Jumping scene so was quite hoity toity. It was fairly serious but then she had a horse riding accident and sadly passed away. Whilst she was on life support (for about two weeks) he met her sister. Soon after the funeral she started visiting very regularly, quite bold seeing as her husband was a captain in the SAS.
Fast forward a few years, she was still around but not regular...... Others came and went. One was the wife of the local post master, another the wife of the local mechanic, anybody who fancied a bit tbh, but always decent lookers. (I appreciate that may be sexisit but hey, they story is about him)
Anyway, one afternoon the horse riding sister was over for bit of lunch followed by a passionate afternoon with him. Our house was an L shape with the door on the inside of the L, you'd drive in, around the end of the house and park up. His car was closest to the door, the sisters car parked directly behind him. He clearly hadn't planned very well because another one (also married) showed up, and in a fit of rage on turning the corner and seeing a rivals car behind my dads accelerated. Smashed her car into the other womans, into my dads, into the wall. Both ladies cars a write off, dads not bad, a bit of rendering damage to the house. Woman number 2 just got out her car and left, leaving the destruction behind.
He married her several years later.
Pretty sure he's not changed much, he's 79 now and still lives an adventurous life. (at 75 he rode his motorbike from Devon where he now lives to Lagos "Just fancied a bit of a tour")
Dunno how she puts up with him. lol
He has most probably spread a lot of happiness to neglected women in the world. HahahaMy dad was an unbelievably rampant shagger. Luckily both him and mum realised this relatively early on and had one of the happiest divorces (if that makes sense) you could get. They remain close friends to this day.
Anyway, couple of examples.
He had a Girlfriend, quite serious. She was involved in the British Olympic Show Jumping scene so was quite hoity toity. It was fairly serious but then she had a horse riding accident and sadly passed away. Whilst she was on life support (for about two weeks) he met her sister. Soon after the funeral she started visiting very regularly, quite bold seeing as her husband was a captain in the SAS.
Fast forward a few years, she was still around but not regular...... Others came and went. One was the wife of the local post master, another the wife of the local mechanic, anybody who fancied a bit tbh, but always decent lookers. (I appreciate that may be sexisit but hey, they story is about him)
Anyway, one afternoon the horse riding sister was over for bit of lunch followed by a passionate afternoon with him. Our house was an L shape with the door on the inside of the L, you'd drive in, around the end of the house and park up. His car was closest to the door, the sisters car parked directly behind him. He clearly hadn't planned very well because another one (also married) showed up, and in a fit of rage on turning the corner and seeing a rivals car behind my dads accelerated. Smashed her car into the other womans, into my dads, into the wall. Both ladies cars a write off, dads not bad, a bit of rendering damage to the house. Woman number 2 just got out her car and left, leaving the destruction behind.
He married her several years later.
Pretty sure he's not changed much, he's 79 now and still lives an adventurous life. (at 75 he rode his motorbike from Devon where he now lives to Lagos "Just fancied a bit of a tour")
Dunno how she puts up with him. lol
with a lover but its statically daft to believe. And thats just taking the figures you know about not factoring in these things should really be a hidden secret.
But enough grounds for impeachment, just ask Bill Clinton lol
lolShe knew of one man who had rocked up to his mistresses' place and decided to ride out the air raid in her house rather than the shelter for fear of being seen.
The shelter survived the raid unscathed but the houses on the street caught a direct hit and the man was killed. "Got what was coming to him" was my nan's verdict. She was Old Testament in her views on fidelity and retribution.
Fantastic, shake his hand for me next time you see himMy dad was an unbelievably rampant shagger. Luckily both him and mum realised this relatively early on and had one of the happiest divorces (if that makes sense) you could get. They remain close friends to this day.
Anyway, couple of examples.
He had a Girlfriend, quite serious. She was involved in the British Olympic Show Jumping scene so was quite hoity toity. It was fairly serious but then she had a horse riding accident and sadly passed away. Whilst she was on life support (for about two weeks) he met her sister. Soon after the funeral she started visiting very regularly, quite bold seeing as her husband was a captain in the SAS.
Fast forward a few years, she was still around but not regular...... Others came and went. One was the wife of the local post master, another the wife of the local mechanic, anybody who fancied a bit tbh, but always decent lookers. (I appreciate that may be sexisit but hey, they story is about him)
Anyway, one afternoon the horse riding sister was over for bit of lunch followed by a passionate afternoon with him. Our house was an L shape with the door on the inside of the L, you'd drive in, around the end of the house and park up. His car was closest to the door, the sisters car parked directly behind him. He clearly hadn't planned very well because another one (also married) showed up, and in a fit of rage on turning the corner and seeing a rivals car behind my dads accelerated. Smashed her car into the other womans, into my dads, into the wall. Both ladies cars a write off, dads not bad, a bit of rendering damage to the house. Woman number 2 just got out her car and left, leaving the destruction behind.
He married her several years later.
Pretty sure he's not changed much, he's 79 now and still lives an adventurous life. (at 75 he rode his motorbike from Devon where he now lives to Lagos "Just fancied a bit of a tour")
Dunno how she puts up with him. lol
My last ex cheated on me while I was in work, and I got home to a lad hurriedly walking away from my flat - told her she’d have to move out on the spot... she also stole my best frying pan, which frankly was more upsetting than getting rid of her lol
A really good frying pan can be hard to find. Got to be robust yet tenderThat's absolutely awful mate, were you able to get the same pan anywhere else?