One of my favourite memories of our “band” was climbing over railings to get onto our “rehearsal room” and the second guitarist getting his Anthrax-style high tops laces stuck on a spike, which resulted in him getting stuck hanging upside down. Being good people, we helped h down after only a few minutes of laughing and pointing.
I loved the story this week (I always do). Nice to see that maniac Cronin get a namecheck.
My main memory of Father Cronin is of him waddling through the primary school with 5 or 6 kids hanging off his arms and legs. Father Simpson was the true violent psychopath, with his fire and brimstone sermons and punching kids in the chest during story time.
One of my favourite memories of our “band” was climbing over railings to get onto our “rehearsal room” and the second guitarist getting his Anthrax-style high tops laces stuck on a spike, which resulted in him getting stuck hanging upside down. Being good people, we helped h down after only a few minutes of laughing and pointing.
I loved the story this week (I always do). Nice to see that maniac Cronin get a namecheck.
Poor Fletch. That was a core memory for me too. I have less of Father Cronin, thank fuck. I think I was too fast for him.
My main memory of Father Cronin is of him waddling through the primary school with 5 or 6 kids hanging off his arms and legs. Father Simpson was the true violent psychopath, with his fire and brimstone sermons and punching kids in the chest during story time.
Trapped between those fuckers and Sister Pauline, the psychotic penguin. Scylla and Charybdis armed with rulers.
Loved the snack!!!
Thanks for reading! I write these things to amuse myself and never know if they’ll find an audience. Glad this one did its job!