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Post by Surreal Madrid on Jan 16, 2011 11:01:28 GMT
Those were the days. Rattling under the bridge in a taxi from town. Once inside,the prospect of more pints of Harp Extra,cheesy tunes and loose women At chucking out time,the inevitable 'bun-fight' for a taxi or a long,dark,cold walk back to civilisation ;D Any other memories of MFCC?
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Post by Rose Tinted Ostrich on Jan 16, 2011 11:29:15 GMT
Walking back from Minchery Farm to Blackbird Leys with my black leather loathers and white socks, down a dark muddy lane which is now the Grenoble Road!.
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Post by fredwest on Jan 16, 2011 21:12:30 GMT
Walking back from Minchery Farm to Blackbird Leys with my black leather loathers and white socks, down a dark muddy lane which is now the Grenoble Road!. i'm sure that lane wasnt the grenoble rd but went to knights road? ?? used to annoy the bouncers and get chased along the alley and was ambushed a few times ;D always remember that awful tune at the end put on to clear the dance floor...was so pissed we used to dance to it....."start spreading the neeeeews....new york new york" ;D Double diamond ;D ;D waiting outside if late....one out one in always used to go to the queens westbury beforehand(knocked down now ) maybe cadge a lift or get a taxi from there.
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