My mom was a careers officer until she retired. She once went into Smiths Wood School on Chelmsley Wood for a careers day and they had got Lil' Orange to come in as special guest. He was in the car park posing with his flash car in front of all the arriving teachers when his former PE teacher walked past and said "I can't believe you're driving one of those Hendrie; you were always such a waste of fucking space"
Did it lead to your ex being involved in a home movie?
used to have a beer with Coxy and Sceimca in town the odd sat night , subsequently had a free slap up meal at his parents restaurant .
Quote from: Bad English on January 16, 2014, 11:15:38 AMMy mom was a careers officer until she retired. She once went into Smiths Wood School on Chelmsley Wood for a careers day and they had got Lil' Orange to come in as special guest. He was in the car park posing with his flash car in front of all the arriving teachers when his former PE teacher walked past and said "I can't believe you're driving one of those Hendrie; you were always such a waste of fucking space"He went to Washwood Heath and Park Hall though, and his PE teacher worshiped the bloody ground he walked on.
Quote from: LeeB on January 16, 2014, 12:43:31 PMQuote from: Bad English on January 16, 2014, 11:15:38 AMMy mom was a careers officer until she retired. She once went into Smiths Wood School on Chelmsley Wood for a careers day and they had got Lil' Orange to come in as special guest. He was in the car park posing with his flash car in front of all the arriving teachers when his former PE teacher walked past and said "I can't believe you're driving one of those Hendrie; you were always such a waste of fucking space"He went to Washwood Heath and Park Hall though, and his PE teacher worshiped the bloody ground he walked on.Park Hall. Yes. My mistake. My mom did tell me that story. maybe it was a teacher in another discipline.
First post.I was once visting Ikea in Wednesbury, to grab a bite to eat, when walking across the car park, I saw a guy struggling with a huge flat pack.He was trying to load this box into a transit van, and his wife was just watching (probably unable to help)There was no way he could manage so I went over to give a hand and when i lifted the other side of the box looked up to see Brian Little! He was an a Gent and thanked me for my help.I thanked for the great goals and memories, and of I went.Couldnt quite beleive I had met him at Ikea!