i know mate
but the eastenders i knew were the working class kind of guys nothing like the crap you see on telly.
it was about 1984 / maybe 1985
the year Charlie Nicholson played his first game for scotland aginst England at wembly, we went to the game
sorry
they kidnapped me and made me go to the game
while working there we stayed at a nice hotel the other guys i was working with stayed in the nice posh hotel and sat at the bar drinking glasses of wine and pretending to be posh with other Londoners who pretended to be posh as well . i walked along Romford road, went into the first pub i saw,
thats where i got the cobble sucker nickname, dont get me wrong. after ten minutes talking to those guys they realised i was a northern lad well out of my depth working away from home and skint most of the time.
each time they shoved a pint in my hand i was worried, coz i my northern pride said i had to pay my corner and my corner was getting more expensive with each pint they shoved at me,
by this time there were about eight guys in the gang so i ordered a round ( tried not to let them see that now i was cleaned out ) but they must have realised, next thing they got a pint pot and all threw a quid into it and the change from my round in with it , and the landlord put it on a shelf,
for a whole week that pint pot paid every time it was my round and they wouldnt have it any other way.
each night i walked back in for a solid week one of them shouted
its cobblesuckers round
down came the pint pot the landlord paid for the round and put the pint pot back on the shelf with the change
that pint pot must have been topped up every night by those guys before i arrived
Like i said for some reason they liked me and sort of adopted me dunno why ?
but i was always cobblesucker,
end of the week when i got paid i got the landlord to sneak 20 quid into that pint pot,
Like i said great memories of the working class They are truly Royal
True freedom has a hidden price,
for you to have it . everyone must have it. otherwise its just a dream you hold
For if you deny it to others, someday you will wake and realise that the dream has gone with the waking