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I've been to a few pubs where you get at least one of those sort of characters, but getting them all together must be heaven for people watching. I was sat at a pub table with a colleague for lunch whilst at work. Sitting on the next table was a dangerous looking bloke and an old man who I had not only seen occasionally at work (selling raffle tickets for a hospice usually), but also in every pub I ever went in. The old man was obviously the worse for wear. He may have been called Joe but it's been a few years so not certain. Anyway, a young police constable came in followed by a bloke pressing a red stained towel to his neck, they approached the table with the two men previously described sitting at it. The policeman addressed the dangerous looking bloke like giving evidence in court. "Excuse me sir, this gentleman alleges that you argued with him in this pub toilet and then done him in the neck with a knife. I must ask you to stay seated until my colleague comes in and searches the toilet where the said incident took place." The thug at the table says something like, "It wasn't me, I've been sat at this table all afternoon, ask him, he's been with me the whole time haven't you", this pointing at the old bloke. The old bloke shook his head vigorously and then stared down at what was left of his pint. Another copper came and spoke to the young constable who then arrested and handcuffed the thug and led him out of the pub. The old bloke then stood up and asked me if I was going to finish my desert. I was leaving anyway so I handed it over. As I left I saw him drinking the small amount of beer left in my glass as well.

And of course you replied, "Madame, we have not been formally introduced!"

Battle for band name and Lionheart (2003–2006)[edit] In 1999, former members Graham Oliver and Steven Dawson registered 'Saxon' as a trade mark. They then maintained that they had exclusive rights to the name and tried to prevent Biff Byford and Saxon's promoters and merchandisers from using the name. Byford applied to the Trade Mark Registry to have the trade mark declared invalid. He applied on the basis that the registration had been obtained in bad faith and that he was entitled to prevent use of the trade mark by bringing an action for 'passing off', that is an action to stop others misrepresenting themselves as Saxon. In 2003, the High Court declared that it was Byford and the current members of the band who owned the name, and were therefore in a position to prevent Oliver and Dawson passing themselves off as Saxon.[10] After this Oliver and Dawson renamed their band Oliver/Dawson Saxon. I think I saw Oliver Dawson Saxon

I saw one of the Saxon groups a few years ago at a BMF show. Not this original Biff type singer, but they were still bloody good. Heavy Metal Thunder is regularly played in the garage, but not during work needing a gentle touch, Denim and Leather for that.

Yes, same here, I thought someone was yanking my chain (see what I did there). I barely believed the same sort of thing about the sandwich, cardigan or wellington boot, they are too familiar to be peoples' names. Perhaps one day people will look at an old tramp with no trousers on and his arse hanging out of a pair of grimy under-crackers and say to them selves, look at the state of his yens.

Or a piss only. They pretty much leave it up to you, they're not control freaks.

They usually just shrug it off. They lead the world in shrugging.

Crapping in the city is not as cheap as it used to be. The old saying, 'Here I sit broken hearted, paid my penny, only farted', no longer applies, it's around 50p to dump the kids off at the pool these days.

You have to be so careful with autocorrect.

It's a corker today. Underground Karzi. https://spitalfieldslife.com/2022/02/03/at-gods-convenience-o/

They used to play Big Balls by AC/DC there as well. You can't sing the chorus of that at the urinal.

You can't be French and not expect people to tell you to fuck off occasionally, that's just nature.

You're obsessed with man sex you are. Can't a few men stand an chat whilst holding their penis's without it being frowned upon?? Did Magna Carta die for nothing?

When a few of us used to go down the Green Gate on a Friday night this always seemed to come on when I was standing at the urinal pissed as a fart. I know I was pissed because I would be talking to other blokes trying to have a quiet piss whether they wanted to talk to me or not.

You know them stretchy net type bags you hang up with the balls of fat inside for the birds to eat in the winter??

One of the Romford busking brothers I think I posted up earlier in the thread (The Duallers).

I'd forgotten about The Spanish Bit. That can be Pete's new nickname.

Better than singing it in a Brummie accent. A Picture of Yow!

I like 'A Picture of You' (the song I mean, don't email me something horrific)

I'm a slow learner meself.

I bet he flung himself on the very next trap he saw after seeing the ginger nest at the urinal.