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Dazzza

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« on: Friday, January 28, 2005, 01:02:43 »

Anyone have any?

An odd relative of some sort who's name when mentioned usually lowers the tone of voices.

Think I am fairly blessed although I did have an uncle George who was married to my Mum's sister.  George was a proper teddy come wide boy complete with doo and bad choice of leisure suits.

On the odd holiday he would visit  he'd have tab glued to mouth and a Tennants in hand.  Mother banned him to the back garden after he set the fire alarms off god knows how many times.

Looking back he was great.  He taught me poker, pontoon and how to gamble when I was 7 or 8 and introduced me to that hidden mystery of the bookmakers.  Complete with flatulance and a mad laugh I used to think he was marvellous.

Sadly his visits became less and less frequent over the years until my Auntie gave him the boot.  

  Last I herd of old George he is living in a bed & brekfast in Eastbourne.  Haven't seen him for 13/14 years now  but I'd love see how he's doing and buy him a pint.
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janaage
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« Reply #1 on: Friday, January 28, 2005, 10:00:41 »

My Uncle Stuart, my dad's twin is ours.  He's the biggest piss head I know.  Get's home from work on the Friday and then spents around 99% of his weekend at the Bowling Club, playing bowls and getting wrecked.

He lives up in Scotland and when he last came down for a visit Hearts were playing Rangers.  we went up our quiet local to watch the match and he was shouting and swearing and was being a typical pissed up scot.  hearts won though so he had a good evening.

Worst thing is when I last saw him, all he kept telling me was how much I reminded him of himself when he was younger!!!
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