Greetings fellow caption comp fan! I have kept you (both) waiting long enough, and in response to the many requests I have recieved, I'm afraid I'm going to post another one anyway....
Having now started on the second floor of the 'Thompson Towers Gallery', a little light excavation has happily uncovered some more pictorial content from the 'Lost Scrolls of Thundesley' for me to present for our communal delectation and questionable rhetoric. Treat this as a little 'festive season opener', a delicate yet robust trifle of historic merriment, a chance to dust off those jokes and missives that only your true brethren on this forum will have any chance of understanding and truly appreciating, thus saving you from further chagrin when it's your turn to pull the cracker at the Christmas dinner table. Simply then a chance to get 'race fit' and fully fettled in readiness for the main event(s) to follow....
And so, my fine fellow chucklers, to the task in hand. Yes, let us stroll once more down that culdesac of missed opportunities, that lonely path of 'internal ribbing' (TM JR, thanks mate!) known only to the faithful and couragously foolhardy, that road of unpaved mirth and despair that is our version of 'entertainment'.
Have fun everyone!
Here's a lovely pic (so obviously full of warmth and good humour) of BGS, OBG and Jack Simpson, prior to setting off for the ISDT (not sure what year it is though....can you help please Colin? It's always nice to put these lovely old pics in their proper historic context.)
To get you all started then.....
Bert; "Great idea to grease the loading ramp up with all that lard from the canteen Brian.....do you reckon we should have told the apprentices though....?"
Jack; "THAT'S MY BIKE.......!!!!!!"
Over to you chaps......
Brian.
Having now started on the second floor of the 'Thompson Towers Gallery', a little light excavation has happily uncovered some more pictorial content from the 'Lost Scrolls of Thundesley' for me to present for our communal delectation and questionable rhetoric. Treat this as a little 'festive season opener', a delicate yet robust trifle of historic merriment, a chance to dust off those jokes and missives that only your true brethren on this forum will have any chance of understanding and truly appreciating, thus saving you from further chagrin when it's your turn to pull the cracker at the Christmas dinner table. Simply then a chance to get 'race fit' and fully fettled in readiness for the main event(s) to follow....
And so, my fine fellow chucklers, to the task in hand. Yes, let us stroll once more down that culdesac of missed opportunities, that lonely path of 'internal ribbing' (TM JR, thanks mate!) known only to the faithful and couragously foolhardy, that road of unpaved mirth and despair that is our version of 'entertainment'.
Have fun everyone!
Here's a lovely pic (so obviously full of warmth and good humour) of BGS, OBG and Jack Simpson, prior to setting off for the ISDT (not sure what year it is though....can you help please Colin? It's always nice to put these lovely old pics in their proper historic context.)
To get you all started then.....
Bert; "Great idea to grease the loading ramp up with all that lard from the canteen Brian.....do you reckon we should have told the apprentices though....?"
Jack; "THAT'S MY BIKE.......!!!!!!"
Over to you chaps......
Brian.
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