The next village, (well,small town really) to mine, has an annual pram race...fun for the kids etc etc..in reality it is an excuse for a great big pub crawl...and underage drinking fest.
We started the night in the park which had been given over to the fun fare.....nothing to untoward.. confiscated beer from kids, issued a penalty notice for disorder to a bloke peeing in full view of the field..... he chose not to accept and will have his day in court...lets hope his bladder holds out for that or the magistrate could be in for a surprise.
We moved on to the centre of town a narrow street with three of four pubs, but rammed with people most of whom where off the faces, I had a lager can bounce off my head but couldn’t see where it came from. We ended up breaking up two rival football factions intend on taking free kicks on each other..not a problem...what really began to grate though was drunks wanting to have there picture taken wearing my hat, linking arms and wanting to dance, or women asking me if they were pregnant could they pee in my hat. And unseen arse grabbers
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