Burnsie

I first met Burnsie in the exclusive members club that is Didsbury Job Centre. We had the same signing on slot and every two weeks we would queue up together, alongside the hopeless, unfortunate and slack, to await our fate at the hands of the Job Centre Lackeys.

Since then he has appeared at various other favourite Mancunian haunts of mine and has never failed to remind me that I *may* have made a bit of an impact on him as I would turn up to the DSS on my blades.

In fact, if I’d have been vaguely sober last night he would have kinda worried me by being able to describe in scary detail what I was wearing on one such bonding moment three years ago at the Job Centre. (Stripey stockings, little grey and orange pvc skirt with reflective stripes and zip up the front, little purple vest top, pigtails, roller blades and wrist guards).

Instead however we exchanged web addresses and I agreed to go for a drink with him as we discovered we share the Woodstock as our local.

Hmm, just took a look at his site: (Stones in Fields)

!yikes! that Flash is frightening.

Should be interesting

2 Responses to Burnsie

  1. nollipop September 30, 2002 at 12:39 pm #

    Aaargh! All that flashing nonsense crashed my browser so many times I have given up.

    Yes, gets about a bit, that crusty, what?!!!

    Always seems to be at Sunrise whenever I’m out there as well.

    He keeps asking about you too, when he realised I knew you…

    I think you may have an addition to the k fan-club there m’girl.

  2. nollipop September 30, 2002 at 12:39 pm #

    Aaargh! All that flashing nonsense crashed my browser so many times I have given up.

    Yes, gets about a bit, that crusty, what?!!!

    Always seems to be at Sunrise whenever I’m out there as well.

    He keeps asking about you too, when he realised I knew you…

    I think you may have an addition to the k fan-club there m’girl.

Powered by WordPress. Designed by Woo Themes