With a whole summer less Charlton before us perhaps we could write ourselves a mini-novel, line by line, live! I shall offer the first line as a starter:
AKFA had just finished a long hot Friday at the office and a mixture politics, religion and heightism on Charlton Life had made him angry...he needed a drink and spotting a sign stating "Something Special for the weekend?" on the front of a bar near London Bridge, he decided to enter...
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"What would you like to drink, sir?" asked the barman...
where he bumped into
When suddenly