
Crud, myself and Porl after my 18th birthday. Notice Cruds short hair, my dodgy haircut and round
glasses. Thats me laptop which was my 18th Birthday prezzie.

Six from 186 and one outsider from another Squadron. This was when I had just transferred out
of the hell hole known as 1002 Squadron. Notice dodgy hair cut..*shudder*!

Same group from a different angle to get everyone in!

Part of the ATC 1999 SWAT Team at the Royal Internal Air Tattoo at RAF Fairford in Gloucestershire.
Yet again the dodgy haircut raises its ugly heed!

Alex, Nick and Hannah, three of my foolish flatmates!

Annie being rude.

The carnage left after my 19th birthday in the first week of living away from home. One
hundred and twenty party poppers were let off. I got lashed and fell down the stairs and
then came and took my telly out of the front room. Very embarassing, but the stories the
next day were funny.

"Take a photo of me and die...bastard!!!!!!!". Me then makes a quick exit.

Hannah "being fat". She ate most of a whole melon. Then something else, then a curry with me...
and yet she doesn't put it on. Damn her. Minging being the only word to describe her eating
habits!!!!!

Anester and Myself...I think I was pissed at the time. Actually we both were.

Myself and my Grandad (on my mother side) during my "blonde" phase! Taken in our kitchen.

On the lash in a big way. All pissed up in my kitchen.

Annie in one of her more unusual moods. I dunno what shes on...but I want some. Can't remember
why she had to two sticky things on her heed! What an odd person.
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John, a girl whose name I can't remember, Me, Noel and Evan the Yank at Niagra falls on the
Canadian side. This was on the International Air Cadet Exchange 1998. We had a wicked time.

The posse at my 18th. We had a meal at a hotel as opposed to the standard party with disco. Everyone
got very drunk. Out of the 19 there, only 3 made it to school the next day. An achievement and
one to be proud of!

Paul and Luke. Dumb buggers!!

Somewhere in Holland with Cadets on the ATC RAF Bruggen camp 1999. I have managed to con another
place for this year as well. Result.

Annie, my foolish phsyco flatmate.

"Is this my good side?!?"...The Cruddock in the Casablanca Jazz Bar whilst on the lash Brighton. Nuff
said.

Ahhh, the picture that best reminds me of Chetna. Small Indian physco child with a scrubbing
brush and a bottle of bleach...always good for a laugh. Note tidy state of the flat...rare.

Ahhh...the flat prepared for the candle lit dinner I did for my girlfriend Caroline. This then
prompted a mass of "Why don't you do this for me?" from Hannah directed towards Alex. Ooops!!
Me nicked the table cloth from the bar!

Myself and Alex before departing for a Stereophonics gig in Birmingham, note
lack of cap on Alex head..a rare event...he's ginger and ashamed of it!!!!! That weekend was mad.
On Friday night I went to see Blur in Brighton with Alex's brother Steve (Liam Gallagher wannabe)
and then on Saturday we drove from Brighton to Ross (about 180 miles) and then to Birmingham
for the 'phonics gig. Well good, well knackering. Also in attendance was Crud and Lauren.

Jason. Hopefully he won't kill me for putting this on, maiming
possibly but hes out of the killing business. This was a "Oi Jason look at this" type of photo!

Will the Morris. Me mate and business partner. He gets the contracts, I make the web pages. Good
fun. Taken during a piss up in my flat. A large bottle of Vodka was destroyed hence his drunken
state...how I took the photo I don't know, I was more drunk than him! Notice Billy
Big Boy Bollocks on the windowsil. He is one our flat mascots. He has bollocks hence
his name!

Carl, My good self, Chetna and Faye on the piss in the Casablanca Jazz Bar in Brighton. Me
and Carl got sick of the music and then went to get Burger King about 20 minutes after this was
taken...others were annoyed!!
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