This is us.
Well, some of us.
(from left): Commando Chris (ha ha Chris aint got no knickers on doo dah doo dah (See Chris' pants)), James, Me, Alan, and Grant.
I (believe it or not) am not drunk on this piccie. In a stupid mood maybe, but drugged up to the eyeballs on penicillin... grrrr...
This is Daws and Rob.
Daws is my ex-boyfriend, and Rob is my sister's ex-boyfriend and love of her life.
Until Walton came along Lisa was besotted with our Rob.
And this, as if you don't already know, is James.
James is worshipped by just about everybody I know, and even has his own archive (to go here, click this link)
I, however, am completely over that obsession. Honest.
Don't be afraid, I promise you he's harmless...
This is John.
Please don't ask me what he's doing because I don't actually know.
He's on my back garden if that helps...
You can't really see the hair at this angle but it's sort of orange... scary spice styl-eeeeee...