TOWER HILL OVERHEARD ON THE WAY HOME FROM NEPTUNE DISCO: I’M NOT CODDIN' YE, I HAD A WHALE OF A TIME.... NEARLY WORE OUT THE SOLES OF ME SHOES. MARLIN FANCIED YOUR MAN ON THE BASS, BUT I THOUGHT HE WAS A BIT OF A POLLOCKS, PERCHED UP THERE WITH THAT PIKEY MULLET, LAUGHIN' AT HIS OWN JOKES: YOU CAN TUNA GUITAR BUT YOU CAN’T TUNA FISH. RAY THOUGHT THAT WAS BRILL AND WHEN WE ALL STARTED ARGUIN' I WAS SURE WE’D GET TROUT. WHEN YOUR MAN CAME UP TO US AFTER, I SMELT A RAT - I’M A DAB HAND AT THAT. GOBY F*****, I TOLD HIM, YOU’RE NOT GONNA HARWRASSE ME. I DON'T CARE IF YE THINK I'M BEING SAILFISH, I TOLD THE LADS, C’MON, I'M OUTA THIS PLACE. GET YOUR SKATES ON, I'M STARVIN', I'D MURDER A FRY...

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