Camber, Sussex, May 21st
If I hadn’t been wankered I might have gotten the exposure right, though I’d probably have missed the moment.
All my ATP photos are up now and a full report will follow soon, maybe, probably, I think, don’t hold me to it, oh okay then.
“If I hadn’t been wankered”
Not heard it called THAT before!
I’m guessing it’s a London thing, though thinking about it, it is a rather strange phrase.
People say ‘wankered’ for ‘drunk’ a lot in the West Mids.
This reminded me of that episode of The Young Ones, anyway.
“Look everyone – Dawn is coming!”
“Hi Dawn!”
“Hello chaps!”
Alright, I’ll shut up.
Wankered – drunk with heavy overtones of tiredness. It’s a perfectly cromulent word.
You could’ve said arseholed. That would have worked too.
Neither “wankered” nor “arseholed” exactly convey the mood of the hour, but there you are! In a kinder, more innocent era it might have been “legless”.