Didn’t
we have a love-el-y time, the day we went to Maplethorpe. A
beautiful day, we got drunk on the way. Before
we went to the game you know. And
on the way back, it strangely went black. Cos
Dave’s van doesn’t have any windows. The
fresh eastern air, could not repair the dreadful
hang-overs all round. The MAD pimp for business. It was with some lack of
enthusiasm that I had the opportunity to visit Graham Thorpe’s sister Mable,
on the English Eastern Riviera during this year’s tour of duty. Unfortunately the old
girl has seen better days. For some strange reason her best feature, her
ample frontage was hidden behind a large mound of earth. Her hinterland
consisted of a few penny arcades and shabby shops. One upside however is that
the major chain stores which dominate most high streets had not ventured this
far into Lincolnshire. We were therefore left with the strangely titled
‘P&Q’ in large orange lettering. Whether or not you can still ‘do it’ was
not inspected. There was also some strange
combinations, such as the Fancy Dress and Cycle Shop. Again whether one could
purchase a clown’s outfit and associated ‘honk honk’
bicycle is still sadly open to speculation. I had the pleasure in
inspecting Jake ‘Tottenham’ Hotson attempting to play football on the beach.
One of the goals was only partially obscured by a sewage outfall. I also saw
the excitement on Nick ‘Faldo’ Hebbes face as he birdied the par 3 Humber
Bridge hole at the crazy golf. His only complaint was a lack of pirate themed
holes which I will raise at the next town council meeting. T. Smith inspects the FFTMCC batting line-up. Unfortunately few images
survive from this day. In the two which do remain we see Jamo starting his
attempt to match Mike ‘Lance Armstrong’ Reeves and go coast to coast across
the UK. In the other Thorn breaks away from his team mates in search of more
intelligent conversation. Here we see him chatting to his (nick)name sake
Flash. ‘The Maplethorpe Inspector’
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