One of my favorite tings to do come the weekend in Bonny Hills is to have a big fire. Roasting a whole bunch of tings wrapped in alfoil, soaked in olive oil and garlic and sinking Coopers and some Rum always produced some intense laughs with old Warnsy. I have no recollection of which night this was, but by the looks of it we were having a hell of a time.
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