Reporting (not quite live) from the Bear…

Precisely how, or perhaps more significantly why, have I somehow fallen into the role of documenting all the latest breathtaking happenings at The Bear pub in Bedford?

Possibly something to do with the fact that I happen to frequent that establishment on a fairly regular basis.
And that I tend to take quite a few photographs therein.
And (the whole rationale for this blog in the first place) that way back when I thought it’d be a neat idea to tie Flickr photo uploads to a little story wherever possible.

So…

Wait for it…

Herewith the announcement that The Bear now has a new pool table. Tra-laa…

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There. Wasn’t that exciting?

Of course, what I’d really like to know is why my mate at The Bear always seems intent on visiting physical violence upon my person whenever I see him… this time with a pool cue!

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14 Responses to Reporting (not quite live) from the Bear…

  1. tam says:

    HA HA!

    Precisely how, or perhaps more significantly why, have I somehow fallen into the role of documenting all the latest breathtaking happenings at The Bear pub in Bedford?

    ooooo, pick me, pick me…..Could it be because you have a two friends in the states that are DYING to visit Bedford (and The Bear) and are having to live vicariously?

  2. fotdmike says:

    Wow… I suddenly feel a huge sense of responsibility descend upon my shoulders.

    Hmm… wonder if I can get a grant from the local Council for boosting the town’s potential tourist trade by at least 100%. (Most folk don’t come here to visit. Generally people can’t wait to get away!)

  3. fotddarren says:

    I’m not sure what it is about you that makes me wanna hurt you, could it be revenge for All the times you’ve hurt me in the past, need I mention Sledgehammers, Iron bath’s so on and so forth!

  4. fotdmike says:

    Ah… yes… I’d sort of forgotten about those. But what about you kicking me into the ditch then?

  5. tam says:

    wait, wait…what? You hit fotddarren with a sledgehammer? um…. then you got kicked into a ditch? You guys sure you’re mates? hmmmmm

  6. fotdmike says:

    Yeah, well, I sort of hit him with a sledgehammer… well, it was a lump hammer actually… much smaller so not sure it really counts.
    Then I dropped an iron bath on top of him. Not immediately afterwards. It was some time later. And he was in a hole anyway so that doesn’t count either.

    But he kicked me into a ditch… an entirely unprovoked assault. Completely unwarranted. In fact, I think I’m probably still very miffed about it.

  7. fotddarren says:

    Well what about YOU giving ME, CONCUSSION after hitting me with a reel of Sellotape.
    Let’s look at this shall we, you – lump hammer, iron bath, sellotape, me – one tiny little ditch, sounds a bit uneven to me.

  8. fotdmike says:

    Yeah, but I didn’t mean to give you concussion… and I’m sure you musta done something to provoke it. (Though I must admit, you turning that weird shade of grey was quite funny.)
    Whereas you definitely acted with malicious aforethought when kicking me into the ditch. And it was a bloody huge ditch, full of nettles and stuff.

    And what about all those other times when I’ve been ready to lend a hand, eh, eh?
    The TCP and the leg? The apis and the eye? The poison in the coffee… um… no, let’s forget the coffee on second thoughts.

  9. tam says:

    Nope, you went there.. let’s hear about the poison in the coffee. 🙂

  10. fotdmike says:

    Well, despite all his nasty paranoid accusations there obviously wasn’t any (as I kept on telling him) cos he’s still here.

    Anyway, dunno why he has to keep on raking over the past. Let bygones be bygones is what I say. But oh no. Not him. Just gotta keep on holding all those little mishaps against me. I’m deeply, deeply saddened. Boo hoo! 😦

  11. forkboy says:

    Tamela….remember to pack a pool cue and I’ll bring the steel-toed boots.

    Clearly Bedford is a dangerous place!

  12. fotdmike says:

    Well, I did keep warning you. And we’re the gentle ones!

  13. fotddarren says:

    I was gentle, I think the poison coffee has had a serious effect on my psyche, all those little incidents with the ditch and so forth, I’m sure is the result.
    Why is it I only feel aggressive when you’re about eh?

  14. fotdmike says:

    Why a harmless inoffensive person such as myself should elicit that sort of response I have absolutely no idea. P’raps its cos you’re a bully?

    😉

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