July 30, 2005I keep bumping into Rory McGrath...this being the third day in a row that he's walked past me looking shifty. As far as one can deduce (or possibly allege, since my basis for deduction is somewhat shakey), a good night out for Rory involves a trip to my local with his wife or lady friend, where he has a glass of wine and plays on a slot machine, then leaves again with said wife or lady friend. I can only assume he lives very close to me, because it seems unlikely that he is following me around, and he always looks very annoyed to see me even though I have never so much as said to him 'hey, you're Rory McGrath!' Posted by James Lark at July 30, 2005 03:57 PMComments
lol, i did laugh when i read the title of this blog, he's like the birdwatchers equivelant of a pigeon! lol my mum once went into him on her bike and her shouted at her, moody git!! Posted by: twinkleboi at July 31, 2005 05:48 AMYes, it's very strange but this morning I was woken up by the owner of the bakery next door shouting to another of my neighbours that Rory McGrath was a 'surly git'. How extraordinary that even the good natured chap who bakes my bread has had run-ins with McGrath. I do wish they'd be a bit quieter with their nocturnal bread-making, though. Posted by: James Lark at August 1, 2005 11:45 AM |
