Last two minutes of my twenties!
Here's goes.
Stephen Bartley writes about poker and gambling. His passions away from work and family are horse racing, tea, drink and politics. Having escaped London, a world that involved double locks and baseball bats hidden by the door, Stephen moved with his partner, step-daughter and young son to Whitstable, a seaside town in Kent, where he resides in a coastal fortress with astonishing fields of fire. That makes it good for nights in, watching American racing, drinking cocktails and getting early nights.
3 Comments:
I could have sworn you were older than that. ;-)
I remember your 18th birthday...
In fact I remember your 16th...sniff...Stobie broke Michelle 's fountain... and Nirvana were no. 1 while Freeze Dried Penguins tried to race up the charts...
...and I was only 15 heheeee...
K
Thanks James... it's the beard.
Kate, how come you remember these things and I don't? How drunk was I?
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