One night at Corsica (studios) and the story of The Dude

Jack looking left Dude lookin right x
Jack looking left Dude looking right, my washing on the line

One night at Corsica many years ago, Joe pulled up outside in his camper, opened the door and Dude got out.
Dude was the loveliest dog, still dosed by the vet for his journey to his lovely new life.
Joe was straight off the ferry and the Dude was the luckiest lovely dog, because even on death row in Portugal where Jack had met his friend, the Dude was on team Joe.

I’m not saying he had a false dog passport, but he -did- might have had if it was needed.
Of course this is all an urban myth, but if you ever go to Derby and you hear people talking about the time Joe got the Dude out of Portugal and then on through passport control….

Well the story started many years ago.
And it started one night at Corsica.

pauliepaul

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