Facking Leeds .
I recall drinking in me local workingmens club in donny on the Sunday session ( best drink of the week )
The phone rings and club steward picks up anf calls out my name ‘’ donnyblue ,thas a fone call for thee ‘’ .
This was way before mobile phones. ‘ who the heck is calling me ‘ . Turns out to be a lass that i had been sawing in half from the
local Council estate and she had moved to Dirty Leeds Leeds Leeds and asked me to jump on train to Leeds then taxi to Holbeck to
her new gaff in Leeds .
she basically said she wanted her rose garden seeing too .So after club closed on for Sunday day session 14:00:back then i nipped back Home
threw me Sunday roast down me gob and then off to Dirty Leeds .
By time me taxi is pulling up outside her gaff in Holbeck / Leeds ( word of warning Holbeck is type of area where you wipe your feet when you leave )
where was i ? Yes taxi is pulling up at her place and its pitch black at night . In other words i dont Get the full impression of the area bad or Worse .
After a night of on her body ,wakes up monday morning full of joys of life for obvious reasons . This joyfull happyness that you Get from empty bags and
all things bright and beautiful soon came crashing down when i got out of bed to draw the curtins back to let the glorious day into my life .
How wrong could i be when reet in front of my eyes from her bedroom view down the slope was ER ,ER as in Elland Road not Elizabeth Regina.
Talk about a shock to my system ,within the hour i was back in a taxi and onboard the first intercity 125 out of Dirty Leeds back to pubcaster ( donny)
even without having sloppy seconds .
Mindyou i was due to start my shift at 12 noon .