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Bumped into him by chance in the toilets of The Garrick Club when I was in town one time after some refurbishments to the facilities. "Makes your pr*ck look a bit shabby doesn't it" he quipped.
You have to consider the inevitable,the death of your beloved pal.It absolutely tears you apart and you never quite get over it. My old mate Leo,8 stone greyhound/ridgeback Lurcher left me 6 years ago and I still well up with the memories.
One of the best uppercuts you'll ever see - came right up from the canvas.Stunned silence. Strange surroundings at the Hearn neo Georgian monstrosity palace.
F*cking hate Leicester.Got busted by overzealous Filth for "going through a red light".Had to swallow those two joints on the dashboard pretty pronto.Nearly crashed the motor an hour later.