Edwin Starr used my darts. Not recently because he's dead.
He used to frequent a pub here in sunny Tamworth.
A bloke I worked with also frequented the same pub and informed me that Mr. Starr was a top bloke, really approachable and would be happy to have a photo taken, give an autograph or even have a game of darts as he loved the game.
I went to this pub with a few mates to see if we could get a game.
Unfortunately, we arrived a little bit too late as we found him explaining to a couple of other blokes that he had to leave soon and so could only give one of them a game provided he could borrow a set of darts as he did not have his with him.
One of the blokes offered him his darts. Edwin took one out to get the feel of it and declined it as it was heavier than his which were 25g.
Lo and behold, I'm stood there with a set of 25s.
"Here you go, Edwin, old boy"
I know what you're thinking. "so what?" right?
Well shut up, it's my story and I'm sharing it. Up yours
Beat that!
He used to frequent a pub here in sunny Tamworth.
A bloke I worked with also frequented the same pub and informed me that Mr. Starr was a top bloke, really approachable and would be happy to have a photo taken, give an autograph or even have a game of darts as he loved the game.
I went to this pub with a few mates to see if we could get a game.
Unfortunately, we arrived a little bit too late as we found him explaining to a couple of other blokes that he had to leave soon and so could only give one of them a game provided he could borrow a set of darts as he did not have his with him.
One of the blokes offered him his darts. Edwin took one out to get the feel of it and declined it as it was heavier than his which were 25g.
Lo and behold, I'm stood there with a set of 25s.
"Here you go, Edwin, old boy"
I know what you're thinking. "so what?" right?
Well shut up, it's my story and I'm sharing it. Up yours
Beat that!
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