Blep RIP

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Not sure if anyone had put a link to this yet but it's my personal favourite. Had me crying with laughter at the time.

Went over to the stadium this morning. Took off my shirt and walked all the way round the ground 3 times, snorting through my nose and with my teeth clenched. I beat my chest at the visitors sections, kicked a can across the road at Joans cafe, and threw rocks towards where they queued up yesterday. I chanted, by fuck did I chant. Loud, proud, aggresive, in tune and with gusto. I did a windwilling on the off chance that somebody might still be about and I did a para roll across the road so that I could bowl over any of them that were milling around. After showing my bum to the away end I walked back towards the city centre in a very aggitated and angry manner, even putting my fingers up to the passing metro train, twice, with anger and fury.

Lucky for them, they have taken off back to theior tents and I'm now at home having breakfast. I was really mad today and would have chinese burned and squeezed the lot of them if they had the bottle to wait about.

I'm mad, I'm bad, I'm an animal.


I'm 47


Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=558935&highlight=#ixzz1gXlxIKHs
 


The world is a poorer place for the loss of a great guy and a true eccentric.

I first met Blep and BiG in a blind date at a pub and we emailed about how we would recognise each other. It was suggested we would wear a carnation and carry a copy of the Times.

I got there first and placed a football signed by the Quinn/Phillips era first team squad. BiG turned up and put a tin of Carnation milk on the table and introduced himself as Blep. Blep then turned up and put a tin of Spam on the table claiming he was BiG.

Big and I looked at him in puzzlement - "I didn't have any tins of Carnation" he said.

His deadpan style was absolutely unique and sidesplitting.

What other posters on here may not know is that he was even larger in life than he was on here. From the humblest of backgrounds he reinvented himself against all the odds and the shit that life could throw at him. A spell in the forces harnessed his talent and redundancy from there gave him the retraining to be a fabulous provider for his extended family and others who he took under his wing.

One last story. He was very upset at the murder of a somali student in Sunderland who was mistaken for an "illegal immigrant". He promptly made contact with a local refugee organisation and took an African student under his wing turning up at my house one night saying I had too many computers and relieved me of an old laptop to give to his new protogée who he supported through his degree course. He didn't want anyone to know and would never accept that it was anything else but what a normal person would do.

That was Blep. A truly abnormal person. RIP

Fabulous! ..no other words from me...which is strange in itself! RIP Blep.
 
If the book things comes off, I can sort it. Just published my first paperback, so know exactly how to do it and it would cost nothing.

Will happily sort it if it gets going.
 
Not sure if anyone had put a link to this yet but it's my personal favourite. Had me crying with laughter at the time.

Went over to the stadium this morning. Took off my shirt and walked all the way round the ground 3 times, snorting through my nose and with my teeth clenched. I beat my chest at the visitors sections, kicked a can across the road at Joans cafe, and threw rocks towards where they queued up yesterday. I chanted, by fuck did I chant. Loud, proud, aggresive, in tune and with gusto. I did a windwilling on the off chance that somebody might still be about and I did a para roll across the road so that I could bowl over any of them that were milling around. After showing my bum to the away end I walked back towards the city centre in a very aggitated and angry manner, even putting my fingers up to the passing metro train, twice, with anger and fury.

Lucky for them, they have taken off back to theior tents and I'm now at home having breakfast. I was really mad today and would have chinese burned and squeezed the lot of them if they had the bottle to wait about.

I'm mad, I'm bad, I'm an animal.


I'm 47


Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=558935&highlight=#ixzz1gXlxIKHs
Amazing writing:lol::lol::lol:
 
Not sure if anyone had put a link to this yet but it's my personal favourite. Had me crying with laughter at the time.

Went over to the stadium this morning. Took off my shirt and walked all the way round the ground 3 times, snorting through my nose and with my teeth clenched. I beat my chest at the visitors sections, kicked a can across the road at Joans cafe, and threw rocks towards where they queued up yesterday. I chanted, by fuck did I chant. Loud, proud, aggresive, in tune and with gusto. I did a windwilling on the off chance that somebody might still be about and I did a para roll across the road so that I could bowl over any of them that were milling around. After showing my bum to the away end I walked back towards the city centre in a very aggitated and angry manner, even putting my fingers up to the passing metro train, twice, with anger and fury.

Lucky for them, they have taken off back to theior tents and I'm now at home having breakfast. I was really mad today and would have chinese burned and squeezed the lot of them if they had the bottle to wait about.

I'm mad, I'm bad, I'm an animal.


I'm 47


Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=558935&highlight=#ixzz1gXlxIKHs

I seem to have missed all these posts, brilliant. :lol:
 
I'm still very shocked but I've had a few days to reflect upon this sad news.

RIP, Blep.
 
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Forgetting my age, one leg status, one functional hand, loss of sight in one eye, 2 heart attacks, kidney failure and wheelchair bound - I just lost it. I wheeled over to his bed and threw a cardboard bottle at him (the ones you piss in). He jumped out of the bed (opposite side to my wheelchair). I challenged his to approach me within arms length and I would facilitate his admission to high dependency. He wouldn't. I wheeled my chair round to his side of the bed; he climbed over to other side. By then nurses on the ward. I got wheeled away.

http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showpost.php?p=10666112&postcount=1

:lol::lol::lol:
 
What a funny man - again never met him but always knew his posts would be worth reading. He'll be very sadly missed. Anyone know what his avatar is?
 
Forgetting my age, one leg status, one functional hand, loss of sight in one eye, 2 heart attacks, kidney failure and wheelchair bound - I just lost it. I wheeled over to his bed and threw a cardboard bottle at him (the ones you piss in). He jumped out of the bed (opposite side to my wheelchair). I challenged his to approach me within arms length and I would facilitate his admission to high dependency. He wouldn't. I wheeled my chair round to his side of the bed; he climbed over to other side. By then nurses on the ward. I got wheeled away.

http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showpost.php?p=10666112&postcount=1

:lol::lol::lol:

'Tis a classic from the big man :)
 
What a funny man - again never met him but always knew his posts would be worth reading. He'll be very sadly missed. Anyone know what his avatar is?

It was from uglypeople.com which now seems to be no more than a series of links to assorted porn sites.

I've tried tracking down the original, I've a feeling I had a copy on an old PC from when we all changed our avatars for Bleep Day. Mine was a picture of David Bellion doing his forward somersault after scoring that screamer against Villa with Bleep's head superimposed on it.

I'll see if I can drag it out.

Now that's a title.
I was thinking along the lines of either just the "I'm 47" or "Women love me - I'm 47"
 
Through my work I was aware of a bloke who had an amputation around the same time as Blep did.

I didn't ask the family, or indeed Blep if he were the same, as I didn't want to make him aware of the link I'd seen.

I now know it was him, as I found out today at work, that someone passed away at the weekend.

Was he an ex Castletown lad ?
 
It was from uglypeople.com which now seems to be no more than a series of links to assorted porn sites.

I've tried tracking down the original, I've a feeling I had a copy on an old PC from when we all changed our avatars for Bleep Day. Mine was a picture of David Bellion doing his forward somersault after scoring that screamer against Villa with Bleep's head superimposed on it.

I'll see if I can drag it out.


I was thinking along the lines of either just the "I'm 47" or "Women love me - I'm 47"


My Vote would go for Blep 47 (The marmite tales)
 
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