So Long, Farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Good Night

OK so it’s time to say Hasta la Vista to the northwest of London and move south of the river the Clapham Junction.
But before we go, it was time for the flat break up party. A very messy night had by all, especially when Chris found the flat stash to old alcohol cunningly hidden in the open on a bottom shelf…For the record, shooting brandy is the way forward. The party had a Euro-Trash theme so the girls were showing lots of flesh and/or leopard print.The guys were dressed as either Don Juan want-a-be’s with their tight tight open shirts or German/Happy Hard core Ravers with their tight tight t-shirts (Strange that most of the ravers did not have to buy their kit for an op shop – Remnants of a miss spent youth listening to music on too high a RPM setting maybe?).Anyway thanks to the Marlow Crew & all the others been & gone that made the Marlow Massive what it was.

Good bye to the clean & reliable Jubilee line with your 1/10 hot girl ratio.
Hello to the Clap! What’s up overland, straight from Waterloo with your ‘Big Issue’ sellers that forgot to pick up your copies of the magazine so you have nothing to sell but still ask for the money for one.
It should be a grrrrrrrreat summer.