Friday night and the Satori Sensible Drinker Drone (Oliver Reed Class) is out on the tiles with myself and Frictionless Bass. We were having a quiet drink when we were joined by Jamie and his brother Matthew. Jamie is a teacher, and so is Matthew. Educated men who are in control of some poor sod's children.
We drank and talked and shouted and ended up in Mozarts, the late night drinking hole, at about 1.00am. Things were progressing quite well until a Welsh speaking Hip-Hop group turned up and just turned the whole atmosphere to "wanker." And they were very good at it. One thing led to another and a fight ensued, notable because it stemmed from Matthew playing a song by Gorky's Zygotic Mynci on the piano in order to restore some peace in the room and to extend a warm hand of friendship to the Northern Welsh rappers who were having a merry old time insulting us in Welsh. One of the problems with doing that at teachers who happen to be Welsh is that they can understand you....
"Tell him to get back here or I'll break his fingers."
Teaching training college standard battle cry I think you'll find.
If you ever get the chance to bet on a fight between a teacher and anyone else, I'll give you a tip: bet on the teacher. Ticking time bombs of fury, all of them. But then, I defy anyone to have been in that room with those ignorant talentless tossers and not want to smack one of them in the face. Someone explain this to me; why would a born and bred Northern Wales lad, who was fluent in Welsh and had the dreadful belligerent aggression that seems to pass for national pride, talk in a north London accent? He sounded like Tim Westwood. Draw you own conclusions.
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I prefer to draw my savings out of the bank, draw myself up to my full height and draw a large picture of a happy cartoon mouse. Drawing my own conclusions too would seem prositively greedy.
I'll let you off this once.
That sounds completely different to the way Satoridrone related it, he said nothing of Welsh nationalist bores and according to him Jamie's attack was completely unprovoked. I wonder why he would say that? Maybe he was in temporary pacifist mode, but it would have been different if the rugby was on!
The Satori Sobriety Drone (Two sheets - Windward Class) may have a hazy recollection of the evening. He was monumentally pisssssshed.
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