FANCY DRESS PARTIES.
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Above, "Mill Pk"party night this one a "Hippy, flower power" night with left Me, middle Sue, right Brian the site owner peeping out from under his wig.
Above, yet another "Mill Pk" 60s night, this time Sue and I dressed in "Hells Angels biker gear" we had wigs, leather gear, boots, hats, bandanna's and thick bike chains, the worse bit was the stick on tattoo's we adorned ourselves with, these took three or four days and god knows how many showers to scrub off.
Above, Sue and I dressed up as "Hippies"or " Flower power"for a fancy dress 60s night, with next to me Les and Mike, we're all complete with wigs, beads and ban the bomb slogans.
Above, Bens 60th birthday bash at "Mill Park" our caravan site. Ben (White shirt) is the man who helped Brian and Mary (the site owners then) build this club house, and was a frequent drinker in the club, Mary went into Ilfracombe's joke shop and purchased 40 fake beards so that when Ben first walked into the club that evening, every single person was sitting adorned by a beard, a really good night, (sue in checked shirt).
Above, our son Roy dressed up as a woman for a new years eve fancy dress bash.Dont tell him I said so but he made a great woman !!!.
Above, the same New years Eve here in Teignmouth at the "Talbot Inn"fancy dress party with us dressed as "Hagar & Helga" characters from the "Sun" newspaper.
Above with Sue on my 60th birthday bash, we were away at Mill park in the caravan for the celebration's at the time.
Above Steve our adopted son dressed in jungle gear as a character from "It ain't arf ot mum", this was for one of our home birthday fancy dress parties.
Joke of the day.
This guy who works at a pickle factory comes home and hands his wife 50 pounds. She asked him what it was from and he told her that he won it in a bet -- the guys at the factory bet him 50 pounds that he wouldn't stick his dick in the pickle slicer.
The wife was surprised and said she wanted to make sure he was still intact. He pulled down his pants and, indeed, it was all there, unharmed.
“But what about the pickle slicer, asked the wife, perplexed.
“Oh, she liked it too, answered the husband.