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Post by nott1 on Jan 5, 2021 12:40:36 GMT
Met him and the “pacemakers” ( possibly a literal reference) at Belfast International airport a few years ago. Never have I seen so much Orange Flesh crammed into false leather . Nice blokes though RIP How do you know, did you sniff them? |
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Post by chell_rosey on Jan 5, 2021 12:52:29 GMT
With hope (clap clap) in your heart (clap clap) and you'll nev (clap clap) er walk (clap clap) alone... We used to sing it at The Vic RIP Gerry It's a clap trap, Gerry. And you've been caught... RIP.  |
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Post by robinplumpton on Jan 5, 2021 13:25:07 GMT
Met him and the “pacemakers” ( possibly a literal reference) at Belfast International airport a few years ago. Never have I seen so much Orange Flesh crammed into false leather . Nice blokes though RIP How do you know, did you sniff them? Spoke with them, trying not to look aghast or a gusset |
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Post by somersetstokie on Jan 5, 2021 19:43:44 GMT
I know that it might not be appropriate to be frivolous but the following occurred to me, which I can get away with now the initial shock has passed.
In (Greek) Mythology the underworld is called Hades, and for the Souls of the Dead to reach "the other side," for a small payment they are ferried across the mythical River Styx, which marks the boundary with the dark domain, by the boatman, Charon.
I can imagine some typical Scouse humour emerging as Gerry approaches the river and is asked by Charon for payment to cross the Styx. "Sod the Styx man, all I want is a Ferry across the Mersey."
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