By day a young Gregory dons his marigolds and slaves over a soapy sink in the kitchen of the Jump. But after his shift finishes and the evening arrives a transformation takes place.
Slightly akin to when Bruce Banner got a little miffed and turned a funny shade of green. Although no so colourful and without the help of gamma radiation young Gregory turns into ìIÃm going to kick your head in!î Greg. Someone you donÃt want to bump into after heÃs had a few panaches (thatÃs a shandy to the Xenophobes among you) where the merest misplaced word will spark his fury. As you can see in the photo this is made doubly worse when you add hard liquor into the equation. On Thursday night things almost came to a head when some bi-action involving
Suzie(Supertravel) and GregÃs long suffering girlfriend and Jump bargirl,
Clare (without an I) got a bit too close for comfort. Luckily there were enough people there to restrain and pacify him.
Suzie, who last year managed to appear in the enquirer on several occasions, informed that she had turned over a new leaf and was going to be a model
Supertravel employee for this season and was not going to replicate her previous form.
This of course was followed firstly by a consumption of a level of alcohol that would have knocked out a fully-grown rhino and secondly a performance in
Kalico that some of the French locals are still talking about before being ìescortedî or more likely carried back to her chalet in the sub-zero temperatures by her chaperone for the evening,
ìBoozyî Dave(ex-Snowline).
Before I end this disturbing story addition information has come into my possession. The Greg persona is now becoming dominant when Gregory is asleep. Clare has reported that she has been woken up on many occasions by GregÃs heated sleep talking to the wardrobe. For the sake of the furniture I hope it never ìspills his pintî or they may have to call in a carpenter to do running repairs. Maybe itÃs their new surroundings or maybe itÃs the altitude. I am not suitably qualified to say.
