I was stood outside the back of our garage when the top 2 came wondering past, with a group of rough looking blokes oggling. I then heard one shout "thats rough!"
He was right, they were rough. I had the unfortunate task, together with Andy Forrest, of having to talk to them when they interrupted a conversation we were having.
Rough was an understatement, their glasses hid half there face, probably because they ran out of face paint at that point. Fake tan city, celllulite and big earings.
They even gave us a business card each, and asked us to vote for them, as they are apparently competing to be next years TA pit girls!!
As soon as they left, i gave the cards to Andy and walked away
