{SAS} / SASCLAN

The Dawning

Some would say our history was dark, it was but it was also pink, dark pink. Born from necessity in an era when men were free to interfere with cattle on a Friday night without fear of their actions being posted on whatever social media bollocks was the hipster thing to be using at the time.

We drifted, some of us left, some of us came back others didn’t, some of us have passed on and one of us went hilariously and publically insane but what remain are bound together by the very essence of what makes us who we are, Beer!

In old it was said that the whole is greater than the sum of its parts, but it was never said about us, nothing good was ever said about us!. Historically rabidly violent and unwelcoming to new comers, many died awaiting acceptance into the fold but to be accepted was to become one of the Elite and god help those that then departed by their own hand.

We saw things you people wouldn’t believe. Ford escorts on fire on the hard shoulder of the A19. We watched crack heads drop litter in the park near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die…

Our history is long and varied and our influence far reaching. Our forefathers were master procrastinators, a dark skill passed down from father to son.…….

I’ll finish this tomorrow when I’m less drunk.