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What was the name of the disco on the opposite side of the road from the old guy who used to do the sand sculptures.Think it was above a pub.Where abouts was the Pav? I must have been in it.In the Harbour Lights it had the steel dance floor and when it kicked off the floor would get wet and they couldn't fight for falling on their arse's.Good times.

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You're probably thinking of the Malibu (changed names now - escapes me)?

Very fond memories of that place as well!! 14 years old and larging it like I could take on the world! :rofl:

Pavvy was the under 18's disco at the Pavilion Theatre.....

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We used to have some really good nights out in Weymouth
.In a cab one night going across the causeway to Portland,with a couple of girls we had met. My mate said to them "Do you mind if I smoke" then proceeded to set alight to the lapel of his jacket.Don't know what the jacket was made of but it flared up.:rofl: Girls were screaming,Cabby had a fit and threw us out .No sense of humour.

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As an ex- submariner I remember it well, at periscope depth off Portland and doing the practising drills in the harbour it's-self, but i can honestly say you needn't have felt threatened ( apart from the pissed up matelots ) who were only out for a Shag after about 10 pints lol.
As for Portland being a strategic target you were probably right, but at least if it were "Nuked" you wouldn't have felt a thing you may have been wiped out a nano-second before some poor bloke in Scotland who had just bought a round:D
You might have been worried about Nuclear weapons but it is the best deterrent and has been very successful for the past 40 odd years, I know this is no comfort to anyone who has been involved so called minor acts of terrorism.
Glad you feel safer in Adelaide

But do remember Australia is not a Nuclear Free Zone


John

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Ahh ya big wusss!!:p I was once informed by the police in Northern Ireland that my details had been given to the IRA and I was under threat. I was a 17 year kid at the time, no interest in politics or terrorism or anything,and had no reason to be threatened, but thats the way it worked back then. I'd obviously annoyed someone somewhere :rolleyes:

So anyway, walking home one night, a car starts crawling along the kerb beside me, I speed up, it speeds up etc, I start looking for a wall or something to jump over, the window of the car winds down, I see a gun, I'm about to leap over a hedge into god knows what, and in the very last millisecond, I catch a glimpse of RUC green shirt. It was the police, "protecting me"

Took me a couple of days to calm down after that,

JTL

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Holy shit:eek:

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It's called Dorothy's now :eek:

Best avoided unless you are very drunk and nowhere else will serve you :lol:

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You go there a lot then Kath?;):lol:

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When did UK or Russia declare war against each other?

Shame that you'd prefer to live in the aftermath rather than go instantly under a direct hit. Not sure dying of radiation poisoning would be my bag :D Would rather be fried :eek:

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If only .. :lol:

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Ping Ping.You were a dolphin rate then.I was at Vernon.All the best:thumbsup:

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my dad designed the weapon guidance system that blew up the general belgrano. in his old yearage he thinks that his working years were wasted a bit.

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I was walking back from the Damascus Gate in Jerusalem in the early 90s. Family had warned me to be careful....

Anyhow, I see a couple of good looking girls across the road and my mind starts wandering and I'm trying to look cool......

As I'm walking up the street I see an Israeli jeep parked in front of me with 3 or 4 soldiers standing at the back of it looking in my direction.

Suddenly one of them points at me and shouts something. I panic, fill my pants and look behind me to check that they're not shouting at somebody else.

What I see is another group of uniforms about 20 to 30 feet behind me which I'd not noticed before. I see and hear one of them scream loudly at the soldier in front of me, crouch down and do a long straight arm hand-grenade arm throw. I see the grenade leave the guys hand flying throught the air towards me and I hit the deck - completely spread-eagled.

And then it hit just in front of me - about 5 feet in front of the soldiers...........

a small bottle of ornage juice.

I jumped up, dusted myself off and restored my cool...but the girls had gone.