5 AWESOME Things About Me...Part 5

The one where I bare all.....

I was having a bit of trouble with the Fifth and final part of what it is to be Awesome Me.

I have regaled you with stories (all 100% true) that have shown you my mischievous side, my insecure side and my spirit of adventure. I hope that these have made you love me just that little bit more, so what can I reveal to you to make you JUST WANNA BE ME !!

There's only one thing......yes

"A gratuitous picture of me with no clothes on" ... I hear you cry.

Not wanting to let the baying crowds go unsatisfied.........here goes(gulp!)

"This is Dad in bed with no clothes on"
Uncanny as to how close to reality this is!! 

As drawn by my 3 1/2 year old son at nursery last Friday, and whose teachers took great delight in handing over to me with a knowing wink and a big beaming smile as they explained what was painted...... in front of all the yummy mummies.
   Yeah Cheers son, just you wait, those pictures of you on the potty will be used without prejudice!!

5 AWESOME Things About Me...Part 4..

 The one where my big mouth gets me in trouble.....again

4. I must learn to pick my fights.

 As some-one who thinks cowardice is the best part of valour I can safely count on two blackened eyes the number of fight I have had. To quote Michael Jackson "I'm a lover not a fighter".
 So it would seem all the more amazing that the first time I decide to pick a fight I couldn't have chosen a worse opponent.
 This took place about 10 years ago.
  I was out for a drink at a few local bars with the guys when the notion took us that we should go to the local night club. I say its a night club but its nick name is the Cow Shed. We knew it to be a bad idea as each time any of us had been in there before there had always been trouble. If your going to play in the muck then your going to get dirty.
 After a few(quite a few) drinks we hit the dance floor. A group of five guys stumbling about to Britney Spears is not the most attractive of sights and inevitably we ended up bumping into every one in a 15foot radius. As the rest of the dance floor was made up of either couples dry humping or groups of girls dancing round handbags our flaying arms and legs were not going down too well. I happened to stumble into one of thee randy couples and we all went tumbling into a table. I apologised and tried to help them up but the man was not happy, telling me to stop being a dick-head he stepped up to me. Now like I said I am not a fighter by a long stretch of the imagination and I avoid confrontation but something just clicked, I guess in my impaired state I instantly weighed up my chances of getting my ass kicked and thought I stood a chance of walking away from this guy, he wasn't that big after all...... I was "up for it". We jostled with a bit of pushing  but no actual punches were thrown and his girlfriend pulled him away with the usual "Its not worth it"!
"Yeah walk away" I shouted and turned round to see my friends standing there with pure naked terror on their faces. "
"What?" I asked,
"Do you know who that is?" they said pulling me quickly aside,
"Just some idiot with a bad attitude" I replied.
"That's Steve Collins!!!"
"Who?"

Steve Collins lifting the WBO World Super Middleweight Belt in 1995

Steve Collins Knocking 7 different shade out of Chris Eubank

Steve Collins "Did you spill my drink?"  Nigel Benn "ouch!"

  I have run into him a few times since and each time I see him I apologise. He just smiles.