I remember the auld doll with the long hair and the transistor radio didnt realise she was working just thought she hung around with the girls and acted like a look out. Anyone remember the 3 or 4 sisters from Antrim that stood at the corner of Linenhall Street and Clarence Street? Rough as a roofers nail bag, they were always pissed and scrapping with eachother and everybody else. Was good entertainment when there wasnt much going on. All of a sudden a wee sister of theirs appeared, I got in early and she was decent, just looking holiday money. Unfortunately for her she got a taste for the money, the drink and whatever else and was lowered to the level of her sisters within 6 months.
Met 2 cracking teenagers very late one night, ended up going out for a drink and me waking up in a house out Tullycarnet way. Seriously, I could've fallen in love with Lynn and often wonder what happened to her...Ah, the halcyon days (or nights lol) on the block...