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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

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i remember the isle of wight.
one of my best friends moved to the isle of wight because of his job – twenty plus years later and he is still there. a bunch of us went down to visit him. phil drove us down in his 2cv (a car that helped me out on a couple of occasions, true phil helped as well). the rest of the gang was made up of he-who-can’t-be-named (joel) and monty.
now in the tradition of what happens in vegas stays in vegas i shall not go into our antics too much.
two things do deserve to be mentioned and have moved into our group folklore.
there was monty’s red skimpies (or his pulling pants). on seeing them phil declared they were “tight, so tight” which made is all laugh (well maybe not monty) not only because they were indeed a dangerously tight pair of pants, but also because ‘tight’ was monty’s favourite word approval for a band he thought was exceptional. while monty’s taste in music was of a high calibre his taste in pants was not. so for pretty much the whole weekend we would hear phil exclaim: “tight, there were so tight” at inappropriate moments.
pride of place though has to go to monty.
we had barely gotten of the hovercraft; we hadn’t even walked the length of two streets before he uttered the immortal words: “it’s a toilet, it’s a fucking toilet”.
i doubt he will be asked to work of the isle of wight’s tourist agency – but they are words that will make joel, phil and i smile each and every time one of us utters them. and we do.

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