Poor bugger!

I know and all the warning sign's were there telling me not to do it.

The week before my workmates locked me in a van on the back of a transporter destination Spain. On the day, we went to the Standard Mower for pre-church drinks, and to watch a bit of the Football, we ended up watching the Hillsborough Disaster and lost all track of time, her Auntie Snotty eventually dragging us out of the pub, in the rush to get the usual Best Man/Groom photos, the best man dropped the rings under the church..................and its been down hill ever since.

they must be getting a bit claustraphobic all these millionates waiting to come out of the cuboard to save us, they have been there at least 15 years