Mastiles when was it you did that at King James? I’m sure I used to know Mr forster, is he still alive? The staff used to have a walking club and stay in various climbing club huts/houses around the Lakes, do you remember that?

I was there 1978 to 84. My older brother was there 76 – 81, my younger brother 83 – 90. Mr Forster is still alive – I still live in Harrogate and have occasionally seen him running (he notoriously finished the London Marathon in a really quick time only to have been found to have taken a short-cut 🙂 I think he is on the Board at Harrogate Hospital now.

Ohh and I did that particular bit of naughtiness in around 1975-7ish. It was visible for ages after – it was on the wall at the far side of the ‘wreck’ to the left of the playground (the boundary wall for the council depot accessed from Isles Lane next to Niddal Windows (opposite Isles Lane Fisheries).

MF how old are you? Are you Colin Macleod

This, this thread, is excellent. Not enough confessing IMO, all a bit light but some funny ditties none the less..

Moi??

I once told a girl I had Herpes so I could make my excuses and not sleep with her (she was insistent). Another? Ok then, I once told a girl I was studying matters of the cloth so I could make my excuses and turn down her rather forward offer.. More? Ok then I once drove a girl back to her place after a night out with mates, nice enough girl, she leapt over the passenger seat and into my lap where she promptly spread her legs and.. well.. you get the picture, I’ve never opened a car door faster in my life and I ran across the carpark and hid in the bushes next door until she stopped calling my name.

I’m not ghey BTW (not that it matters) I just didn’t want to shag em’ I’m nice me.

on cub camp on Guernsey I broke my James Bond watch swimming in the sea in it. when Michael Herman went into the showers I swapped my broken one with his one that worked…

I think my feasting on fat hairy pie on a Sunday evening at Reading Rock Festival trumps all of these

I once ran-over a small girl….whilst I was riding my Raleigh Activator

I saw the Care Bears live. Actually, who am I kidding I’m proud of that one 8)

I think my feasting on fat hairy pie on a Sunday evening at Reading Rock Festival trumps all of these

Fish Pie? If so, you are indeed winning…

bikebouy, you do know that your protestation you’re not homosexual, actually means you’re about 9/10’s of the way there! All you need to do now is accept it, and move on… I mean, I’ve had to put a couple of slightly less than acceptable specimens down politely when they’ve made some kind of advances, but never have I flirted/fornicated to the point that Sex was kinda inevitable, only to then put them down… That’s what poofs in denial do! 😉

I saw the Care Bears live. Actually, who am I kidding I’m proud of that one

I was a fan of their earlier work too.

i don`t get the Beatles music at all but everybody loves them.

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I once, just once, thought that TJ had a valid point in an ‘argument’! 😳

connor mc leod Highlander???
is that who he means?

Surely he means Connor MacLeod of the clan MacLeod (who was born on the shores of Loch something or other…and…is immortal!)

Actually does that count as my confession?

I once voted Labour… 🙁

That’s got to be far worse than getting off with the occasional chubbster at parties?

I bought MBUK, last month, bought SINGLETRACK this month as penance.

I left someone to die alone

on a lighter level of shame, I’m not actually a tubby singlespeederist and I may have owned a bike which is made from girders and has a colourful fruit and number in it’s name despite my piss taking

Yeah yeah I doth protest too much, hahahaaa.

Another? Ok..

An old G/F of mine, way way back, was a bit of a, well, pain. Nice enough, pretty, tall, very healthy, rather fetching in Laura Ashley, bit Church God Bothersome type (you know them) far too clingy for her own good really and well a bit preachy. Anywhoo’s we were together for 4 years.. until I left her in a carpark at Lake Bala in North Wales after one very long day windsurfing with mates.

I completely forgot she was with us until 40 odd miles down the road, I turned back obviously, but by the time I got there the damage was irreparable.

I think I still miss her.

😆 yes. Unless MF is the southern version of the McLeod clan and was/is called Colin.

I went to a Michael Bolton concert on the promise of a guaranteed lay….. after the concert she refused to give up the goods 🙄

I stayed at a mates house one new years eve when i was about 20 & was sick all the way up the stairs to the bathroom while everyone was asleep….. his 15 year old sister got the blame as she had come in rather late (but before i was sick) rather the worse for drink 😯

OK.. If I must..

I once actually weed in someone’s shoes.
What can I say? She was annoying, I was hopelessly drunk, and they were some damn ugly shoes. They were new too.. Which brings a smile to my face even to this day! 😀

The brand new, (rather cheap) carpet at my landlord’s house. It wasn’t a manufacturing fault, I melted a patch in it trying to iron a creased poster.

And there wasn’t a wiring fault either. The bulbs in the sitting room used to fail so frequently ‘cos I repeatedly twatted them while learning to juggle clubs.

When I was at school I nicked a lads sandwiches when he was having an epileptic fit.

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When I was at school I nicked a lads sandwiches when he was having an epileptic fit.

Ha ha! Thats evil but brilliant!!

I think I still miss her.

LOL

I can relate to that… hehe

Anyway, I’ve done worse… Was only seeing this one girl for about 3 months, on paper everything was awesome. She had a good job, her own flat, was a total nymphomaniac with rather large top bollox, was very keen to get into cycling, and basically for some reason totally worshipped the ground I walked on. Which was probably the problem. Even though we got on really well, I couldn’t get over the fact she was so ridiculously into me so quickly. She started to creep me out because of this, and just after she told me she’d (as a surprise) paid for the both of us to go to Dublin for a long weekend, I dumped her! Over the phone… 😳

I know, I know, I’m a terrible man etc… That’s not the worst part though…

12 months later, at the age of 30, she errr… Came out the closet! Not even an “I’m bi-curious” phase, no no, she came out as a full on lover of the ladies, and then proceeded to have a string of quite serious relationships with a load of women (some of them quite fit going by the Facebook photos!).

Anyway… Fast forward another 18 months, and guess what… Turns out it was just a phase, she’s met herself a nice man at work, got in a relationship, then got engaged, and now they’re getting married… Ahhhhh 😀

Which is good, cos for a moment back then, I thought I’d actually turned a girl gay! 😯

At a student party in my first year at uni a Norwegian girl took a fancy to me and plied me with booze before jumping on me. After a bit of snogging she invited me back to her room which I considered but as it was on the first floor and involved walking up some stairs I declined (I was very pissed) and said good night. It was only after she’d gone I remembered I lived on the second floor.

I own a Focus MTB and having spent time on a Santa Cruz still can’t work out what all the fuss is about

I think I still miss her

Brilliant; as was Gribs story.

I used to look for expensive cars to wee on when walking home from the student union.

I’ve reached the age of 29 without ever punching anyone.

I’ve reached the age of 29 without ever punching anyone.

The last time I punched someone was when I was 18 (and that was sticking up for someone). I’ve been involved in fights since but never had to raise my hand. I’m utterly amazed at this.

It feels to me like how I imagine it must feel to reach this age without popping your cherry in a kind of “if it hasn’t happened by now…” kind of way.

I’ve been involved in fights since but never had to raise my hand.

So… in other words, you’ve been repeatedly beaten up? Pussy!

I wouldn’t hesitate if the situation called for it. Its just that every situation I’ve gone into was turned around even when naughty Stopadoodle got us into trouble with a large group of angry lads 😆

yes. Unless MF is the southern version of the McLeod clan and was/is called Colin.

Why on earth am I being compared to Highlander? I do wish there were some comparisons mind you.

Why on earth am I being compared to Highlander? I do wish there were some comparisons mind you

You mentioned you were somewhere in the 70’s. I’ve always had you down as someone whose been around for ever soo….

You are Colin McLeod of the clan Mcleod, friend of Gary Ramírez

I have contributed twice to the print mag. I don’t think I’ll ever live it down.

During my little exile back in the UK, I really have quite enjoyed “Come Dine With Me” 🙂

A friend asked me to check over his CV on his laptop once, and where it mentioned his interest in photography, I added the single word “Pornographic” to the paragraph.

He didn’t think to check over my alterations and printed a few out and sent them off before he noticed.

😳

You mentioned you were somewhere in the 70’s. I’ve always had you down as someone whose been around for ever soo….

You are Colin McLeod of the clan Mcleod, friend of Gary Ramírez
But I thought there can be only one?

😀

Well that means you have to top Gary, Colin.