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Last night.
I was skint and needed money for something which I can't remember.
Lo and behold, Sir Michael Stoute is walking down the road with some bloke who is an owner. His horse is 100/1 at Leafy Lingers this evening- what a way to accumulate some dosh!
"Hey Sir Mike!" I holler. "Do you mind if I join you at Lingfield tonight?" Mr Stoute turns round, smiles jovially and says "Yes I don't see why not." What a good egg.
However, I meet a problem: I'm wearing jeans and a hoody. Into Sir Michael's house we go and meet his wife and her friend. Both of whom are total milfs. On the way to Lingfield I say I need to stop at Sainsburys to get a sandwich, when really I'm going to buy some trousers and a shirt. I've not much money you see, so Sainsbury's clothes seemed a good way to smarten up for not much.
Anyway, I'm facked if I can find a decent pair of trousers and a shirt, and the time I'm taking arouses suspicion. I see Sir Michael's other half and her friend come marching into Saisnbury's towards me. I apologise, but they are fine with it and we leave, me still in jeans and hoody, for Lingfield.
End of dream, and fred.
I was skint and needed money for something which I can't remember.
Lo and behold, Sir Michael Stoute is walking down the road with some bloke who is an owner. His horse is 100/1 at Leafy Lingers this evening- what a way to accumulate some dosh!
"Hey Sir Mike!" I holler. "Do you mind if I join you at Lingfield tonight?" Mr Stoute turns round, smiles jovially and says "Yes I don't see why not." What a good egg.
However, I meet a problem: I'm wearing jeans and a hoody. Into Sir Michael's house we go and meet his wife and her friend. Both of whom are total milfs. On the way to Lingfield I say I need to stop at Sainsburys to get a sandwich, when really I'm going to buy some trousers and a shirt. I've not much money you see, so Sainsbury's clothes seemed a good way to smarten up for not much.
Anyway, I'm facked if I can find a decent pair of trousers and a shirt, and the time I'm taking arouses suspicion. I see Sir Michael's other half and her friend come marching into Saisnbury's towards me. I apologise, but they are fine with it and we leave, me still in jeans and hoody, for Lingfield.
End of dream, and fred.
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if you have any more dreams like that
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