Wont be until the New Year - May be an opportnity end of Jan
Shame - I can’t make that game.
I’m washing my hair.
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Drop it into the dry cleaners like normal 
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Repeat my apologies to your mate please Pap. It was S05’s fault, playing pool worse than sfc defended yesterday, causing me to spit a full mouthful of cider over your mate. My bad. I was of course aiming for Bletch.
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LOLS. Was that Lee? Did you shit your pants? 
Nope, but I cant remember his name. Took it pretty well TBF, hence I am still walking 
. He limited his retribution to psyching me into playing worse than SO5 and thus confirming what a happy friendly bunch we are
It was Jaz (or Jazz maybe?). Top chap I thought. Our triumph on the pool table (flying in the face of fading eyesight and general ineptitude) was truly a thing of glory. Table football was fun too - if only our real players could produce such lethal finishing.
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Originally posted by @pap
Post-match apologies : Goatboy (too popular) & ant (says other plans, but actually secretly campaigning for Young Poster of the Year)
Post-match attendees : Coxford_Lou (great effort from someone not 100% after the game), Bletch, Bucks, Fowllyd, SO5 4BW, saintbletch and myself.
Special guests ; delegate from Itchen North international crew. My “mate who knows about football” and his girlfriend also attended. We also welcomed another special guest to the table through international crew connections.
Top moments
Fowllyd getting animated at Harvey Keitel comparisons, only to find out that he’s really a doppelganger for Howard Marks, author of Mr Nice. Don’t see the resemblance myself.
I quite liked the thought that I might look like Harvey Keitel. but not Howard Marks. I think it’s safe to say that I look nothing like the chap below.
The bletch vs special guest debate. Many were off seeking glory on the table football field, but those that were present were treated to a Sotonians debate, at times passionately argued, but with much respect throughout from both sides. I hope all the special guests join.
Missed the debate owing to football table/pool table heroics. I remember Alpa coming over to watch our pool-table frolics with the complaint that “They’re still talking politics over there!”
One of the best Sotonians nights I’ve had. Thanks to all for making it along and allowing the festive spirit to make a resurgent comeback.
It was indeed an excellent evening, preceded by an excellent lunchtime. Best not to mention the part in between.
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Originally posted by @saintbletch
Things I learned last night:
pap has racist a friend*
And I’ve learned that bletch can drop those depth charges of calm in real life, too. It was impressive enough in the written form!
She doesn’t really fit my definition of racist, which is someone that would actively harm or allow to be harmed on the basis of skin colour. Thing is, you find racial divides all over the shop. I remember feeling deeply uncomfortable when being driven around in Los Angeles. Every driver was Hispanic, and while I don’t have an issue with my shuttle bus driver being any particular ethnicity, it did feel like a loosely arranged standard and expectation, especially when you bung in stuff like chambermaids and the like.
It’s OK to treat a black person like a domestic servant as long as it’s the black person’s idea
I’m not touching that one
pap does indeed walk like a penguin
Runs like one too. It’s hilarious for all concerned, including me these days. It’s a Taylor trait; the upgrade bro got the same penguin package I did.
Lou’s lovely and she has real balls
Agreed. We had a nice one to one about old Jezza. If she could be turned, she would be a powerful ally indeed.
SO5 was the lead singer in Spinal Snot
pap’s mate Lee is a top, top bloke
He’s a good lad. If he got that call in the dead of the night, etc, etc. Just a shame the Saints couldn’t conjure a better result. The Presidential Lounge package was his birthday pressie.
Flyd Owl’s Russian gets worse over the course of an evening whereas mine gets better - Yob tvoyu mat
SO5 has got shorter since I last saw him
I love the constant state of matey tension between them. Bickering chiselled to fine art.
pap’s sporting a badger beard right now
Dying is lying.
(although the alternative, “why go to the disco with a beard fit for bingo?” still compels me)
There is a musical genre called acid house country
A large Jack Daniels on ice is a pretty good way to end the night
I have three new insults for pap (filed away for when needed)
“Lee is a top, top bloke (because gave me paydirt, yo)”
Flyd Owl wants to play in my 5-a-side team - wearing Chelsea boots
Due to aforementioned concerns about waddling at speed, I must decline.
pap wears very colourful underwear
Yeah, yeah - I see where you’re going with this. Trying to imply that I’m pulling a peacock act with my underwear, when I’m normally just pulling one out.
Flyd Owl never washes his hands after pissing
Sir will find that Fowlly Dirty Pee is covered by prior documentation. Questioned on the same practice (or lack thereof), Sid the Sexist exclaimed that “the piss comes out of the end of my nob, not the fucking sides”.
I have some sentiment with this view. Unless you’ve just shagged someone in the bogs, or are actively stuffing grime in your pants, how are you actually getting it that filthy? Splashback is surely under control by the age of thirty.
pap’s friendship group is a very broad church and he’s one of the most open and genuine ** people I’ve ever met
We may be introducing intiniki soon. It was revealed yesterday that she doesn’t actually have any real aversion to going to a football game. The question now is who she gives her football stadium virginity to. She doesn’t seem overkeen on West Ham. I think we can all understand that 
Cheers for the kind words, bletch.
** Fucking mental, mind.
Was up for a bit last night after getting in from the beers. Flower Estate wisdom is that it’s fucking handy to be a little bit mental. “They don’t fuck with ya, son”, mother was heard to say.
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Originally posted by @saintbletch
Originally posted by @Bucks
Was a great experience at the SWA. Company, chat, humour and footy table and pool table gimmicks. Coupled with the pre match party, easily better than the SMS experience.
What a load of crap, Bucks.
Before meeting up, I considered you all to be a bunch of sad and lonely, Internet-losers.
I saw nothing last night to change my mind.
Turkish was right; football mong-boardary should stay virtual.
I was reminded of the need for things to say virtual when I left Flyd Owl and SO5 looking for the nightlife in Eastleigh. We spontaneously embraced in a group hug on Leigh Road which was touching and emotional.
It was only after I had shaken hands with them both and turned to walk away with a tear welling in the corner of my eye that I remembered that the hand I had just shaken was the one that 45 minutes earlier had held Flyd Owl’s flaccid penis whilst he was pissing up against St Deny’s station. *
#stayvirtual
* I’ll leave it to the reader to determine which hand had held Flyd Owl’s flaccid penis.
Bletch, so moved was I by my first (and indeed subsequent) readings of this post that any reply came hard. Very hard. Hard or not though, reply I must.
Our three–way man-hug was indeed a thing of great beauty. Your tender and sensitive touch is something that I shall never forget, of that I am certain. I do find myself most mightily puzzled on one point though - why did you deem it necessary to shake hands with yourself?
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Originally posted by @pap
Post-match apologies : Goatboy (too popular) & ant (says other plans, but actually secretly campaigning for Young Poster of the Year)
Much as I’d have loved to come along (especially given the table football antics), I couldn’t have fitted anything more into the weekend. It panned out thus:
Friday
Went directly from work to a beer festival. On the way home I got stuck at Fareham station for far longer than I’d have liked. Therefore straight to bed when I finally rolled in.
Saturday
Had treated my uncle to a match ticket; he turned up before I’d left bed. Straight up and out for food. Then had to get to the stadium early enough to get the membership swipecard reprinted (between my girlfriend and I we’ve already lost 2 this season - ridiculous).
Two lost hours (memory likely suppressed).
Slung a few overnight bits into a bag. Picked up my girlfriend on the way up to her work Christmas meal (Eastleigh). Then drove up to a mate’s party (Surbiton). Arrived just before 11pm; eventually crawled into their spare bed around 7am.
Sunday
Up at 11am to head back for a gathering at my grandad’s (Bishops Waltham). Attempted to maintain ‘proper adult’ status in the eyes of the present members of family/extended family. Unlikely success.
Drove to girlfriend’s house. Collapsed into near-comatose state. Woke up at 10pm. Curse inability to have waited until actual bedtime.
Wrote rambling post on Sotonians in an attempt to drop off. Questioned decision-making skills.
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It’s not as clear-cut as that.
Flyd Owl spake thusly…
It’s OK Bletch. Don’t be nervous. SO5 and I are old friends and we’ve always done it…
This was the scene outside St. Denys’ Station as I recall…
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Real shame I couldn’t make this one, although the match sounded shit.
Looking forward to the Wham match though - who’s going to be there?
Originally posted by @pap
Originally posted by @saintbletch
Things I learned last night:
pap has racist a friend*
And I’ve learned that bletch can drop those depth charges of calm in real life, too. It was impressive enough in the written form!
It’s all the Mogadon that I mainline.
She doesn’t really fit my definition of racist , which is someone that would actively harm or allow to be harmed on the basis of skin colour. Thing is, you find racial divides all over the shop. I remember feeling deeply uncomfortable when being driven around in Los Angeles. Every driver was Hispanic, and while I don’t have an issue with my shuttle bus driver being any particular ethnicity, it did feel like a loosely arranged standard and expectation, especially when you bung in stuff like chambermaids and the like.
Mine neither.
Special female guest #2 has just seen different things in her life (and is therefore wrong!) 
I reckon if I was an ex-pat and had grown up seeing very different things around me, I’d defend my homeland and its way of life to the death - just as SFG#2 did.
We may be introducing intiniki soon. It was revealed yesterday that she doesn’t actually have any real aversion to going to a football game. The question now is who she gives her football stadium virginity to. She doesn’t seem overkeen on West Ham. I think we can all understand that
Excellent! Hope I can make it.
I’m building this mental image of all the people that have helped shape The pap we know and love/loathe*.
I can see large chisel strokes that have obviously come from Lee, and I’m imagining that Ininiki’s artisan hands have played a big role too in removing some of those rough edges.
Cheers for the kind words, bletch.
** Fucking mental, mind.
Was up for a bit last night after getting in from the beers. Flower Estate wisdom is that it’s fucking handy to be a little bit mental.“They don’t fuck with ya, son”, mother was heard to say.
There’s a lot of truth in that.
* Delete as applicable Shirty.
Originally posted by @pap
Agreed. We had a nice one to one about old Jezza. If she could be turned, she would be a powerful ally indeed.
Ha! Highly unlikely. While I’m genuinely interested in others’ point of view on political trends, I’m unlikely to be swayed on that one. I’m still figuring Corbyn out, but only from a curiosity/personality point of view, not a contender perspective.
Pap, I’m not sure you’ll ever get where I sit on the political spectrum. I was brought up in a super left household in council estate heartland through and through. But one that loathed the crazy far left, and that was equally outraged by the ‘North London Libbies’. (That they were disgusted by Tories is a given). Yet you think life started with Tony Blair! And these viewpoints equate Toryism! <eek> I think you’re a bit narrow in this outlook. Your view on the left is a bit one dimensional. Sometimes people aren’t that easy to pigeon hole.
(Well, either this, or you just like trying to wind people up )
Me +1
Originally posted by @Coxford_lou
Ha! Highly unlikely. While I’m genuinely interested in others’ point of view on political trends, I’m unlikely to be swayed on that one. I’m still figuring Corbyn out, but only from a curiosity/personality point of view, not a contender perspective.
Pap, I’m not sure you’ll ever get where I sit on the political spectrum. I was brought up in a super left household in council estate heartland through and through. But one that loathed the crazy far left, and that was equally outraged by the ‘North London Libbies’. (That they were disgusted by Tories is a given). Yet you think life started with Tony Blair! And these viewpoints equate Toryism! <eek> I think you’re a bit narrow in this outlook. Your view on the left is a bit one dimensional. Sometimes people aren’t that easy to pigeon hole.
Hmmm - interesting Lou - would have liked to have heard you expand on that (if you did). Not sure where the centre-left (labels again, sorry) goes now - that old ‘run market capitalism well and tax it to help the poor’ was a product of a particular time - essentially from the rise of China until the crisis hit in 2007/08. Not sure that strategy is applicable now. I can understand some problems with the ‘crazy far left’ but Trump & Le Pen show its the crazy far right who might be much more relavant!
I wish I’d stayed for the intelligent chat now instead of talking to Bletch. I was so bored I had to make excuses and go and thrash everyone at table football and pool. That’s my recollection anyway
Echo the above except the bits about hands and flaccid penises. Bletch you seemed to enjoy that three-way man hug in Eastleigh a little TOO much…
Won’t make the Arsenal game due to lack of trains so happy Xmas & NY etc etc x
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Originally posted by @SO5-4BW
Originally posted by @Coxford_lou
Ha! Highly unlikely. While I’m genuinely interested in others’ point of view on political trends, I’m unlikely to be swayed on that one. I’m still figuring Corbyn out, but only from a curiosity/personality point of view, not a contender perspective.
Pap, I’m not sure you’ll ever get where I sit on the political spectrum. I was brought up in a super left household in council estate heartland through and through. But one that loathed the crazy far left, and that was equally outraged by the ‘North London Libbies’. (That they were disgusted by Tories is a given). Yet you think life started with Tony Blair! And these viewpoints equate Toryism! <eek> I think you’re a bit narrow in this outlook. Your view on the left is a bit one dimensional. Sometimes people aren’t that easy to pigeon hole.
Hmmm - interesting Lou - would have liked to have heard you expand on that (if you did). Not sure where the centre-left (labels again, sorry) goes now - that old ‘run market capitalism well and tax it to help the poor’ was a product of a particular time - essentially from the rise of China until the crisis hit in 2007/08. Not sure that strategy is applicable now. I can understand some problems with the ‘crazy far left’ but Trump & Le Pen show its the crazy far right who might be much more relavant!
Oh, the latter paragraph wasn’t part of my conversation with Papster - it was just a post pub musing last night. Conversation with Pap covered Corbyn, Jehovahs Witnesses…I like chatting with Pap.
But I guess my point last night was - centre left, far left, ‘North London Libbies’ (my Dad’s favourite phrase, and a constant fear of his that given I live in North London, and given I often express ‘Libby’ type values, whatever that means (!) that I’ve become one!) The reality is, the left is complex, always has been, and while I feel far far far far far off Corbyn and Stop the War over International policies (and that may be a show stopper for me), there will be home policies of his I’ll inevitably agree with. But I’m looking for realism. I think on that Corbyn has yet to prove/disprove himself.
That doesn’t make me a Tory.
Sorry for veering into politics on a footie thread! Feel free to ignore!
Originally posted by @Coxford_lou
But I guess my point last night was - centre left, far left, ‘North London Libbies’ (my Dad’s favourite phrase, and a constant fear of his that given I live in North London, and given I often express ‘Libby’ type values, whatever that means (!) that I’ve become one!) The reality is, the left is complex, always has been, and while I feel far far far far far off Corbyn and Stop the War over International policies (and that may be a show stopper for me), there will be home policies of his I’ll inevitably agree with. But I’m looking for realism. I think on that Corbyn has yet to prove/disprove himself.
Its that ‘realism’ word that bothers me - in terms of international power politics? in terms of getting elected? Blair and Alistair Campbell used to go on about proper leadership meaning making the ‘hard’ decisions. In practice that meant going to war in support of Bush even when a big majority of the UK electorate opposed it. I don’t know what you think on Iraq etc but I think anybody would strugge to see it as an unqualified success. If Corbyn has to prove himself with that sort of realism then I’d rather he didn’t.
I hope he makes the ‘hard’ decisions though - just not doing what Murdoch wants is pretty hard!
You’re right this is probably not the place though. Sorry - still at work and bored!
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Do some work then you idle bastard.
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