Got Chatted Up Tonight !

You know the score - you're sitting down, relaxing after a hard day's graft - and all of a sudden you are the victim of unwelcome advances. There we were tonight having a quiet drink at Stalybridge Buffet Bar - and this happens:



Along comes this rough tough cable tie - and I mean "cable tie", not Jim Carrey - didn't even offer a drink, just jumped straight in there - didn't last long though - got chased straight back into his toolbox.

You don't need this sort of thing on a Thursday night....