Harry22 Dec 2020 20:06
So Harry was saying to me, you know what he's like, he heard about this stock from some posh bird. Well I'm always up for a nice boat full of Royal Navy. Makes or breaks your Sunday roast that does. But he said it aint like a stock you use for cooking so that plan went Pete Tong from the get go.
Anyway Harry, well you know what he's like, he met this posh bird at 3 gin Betty's peace rally and managed to have a natter before it all kicked off and the ambulances started queuing up.
She had a funny old name. Jocasta I think. But cracking nuts apparently. Well let's be fair we can all get over a stupid name for a decent set of thruppenys.
Now as it happens she was right off her thruppenys and as Brahms as you like.
So Harry, well you know what he's like, gets her in the jamjar and down the frog before you can say Des O'Connor. A pony on a Travelodge and before you know it he's sunk to the nuts working on his equal opportunity thesis.
Now Harry, well you know what he's like, chip off the old block. His old man, Harry, was a great man. He went down in history. And he fingered a bird in geography.
So never one to pass up an opportunity he pumps her. He also gets some info from some posh git she knows who sharpens pencils for some fancy firm in the city. Montgomery and Montgomery or something.
Turns out there's this tasty little firm in the south somewhere flying under the radar churning out some Vanadium. Flake, electrolyte, these boys can supply it all. Well it's been a while since I been in a Vanadium den I can tell you. Harry the hatchets coming out party if I remember rightly. He'd only been up the big house for 18 moon but Harry did the catering and well. You know what he's like.
The BMN massive they call them. Some geezer calls himself Fortune is the Don. All fancy suits and Spiderman boxer shorts so they say.
Anyway Harry says I should grab a piece of this early doors. You know what he's like.