Oh yes... the squaddies! Reminded me of the time we were making our way to Stonehenge for the solstice, n' we bumped into a bunch of them from Doncaster in the Chippy in Amesbury - pissed outta their minds.... thankfully, they took a shine to my Yorkshire accent n' saved us from what could have been a punch up.

We were stood outside trying to talk our way past them (telling them about the exclusion zone etc) when a Police car pulled up. One of them staggered over, stuck his head thru' the passenger window, asked if there was anywhere he could legally throw up, n' vommitted in the copper's lap!

Their attention was diverted as the coppers hauled their mate in n' drove off with his legs sticking out the window, n' we made good our escape.

Maybe better to go drinking in Salisbury!