All the euphemisms for ‘drunk’ and you choose this one…

Comparing weekend notes with someone in the angling media over whose identity I shall draw a discreet veil.

He was catching up with an old friend whom he hasn’t seen for 20 years and whose wedding he’d had to miss because of a freelance assignment.

Looking through her new photograph album from the big day, he was struck by one picture in which the blushing bride is sat at a table alongside a man who has his arm around her and is looking a little over-refreshed.

“Who the hell’s that?!” blunders our hero. “He looks absolutely legless.”

“That’s my uncle,” comes the icy reply. “He’s in a wheelchair.”

Could be another 20 years, he reckons…

 

STOP PRESS:

The UK angling media is on something of a roll… I’ve just met a former colleague who is briefly visiting the office, accompanied by two children, only one of whom I recognised.

“This is the new addition to the family,” says ex-colleague, gesturing to the toddler in her arms.

“Oh right,” I say. “Doesn’t he look like you?”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she says. “He’s adopted…”

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