Common People

Mad dash after work today - booze bought, bag packed and off to collect some mates for a trip on the venga bus (with me being the venga bus driver) to another pal's caravan on the shores of Loch Earn in Perthshire.

Dark and wet on the trip up on the bumpy roads but soon safely ensconced under the tin roof eating pie and chips and drinking cold beers. These bottles above then appeared, acquired from some secret contact with friends in common places and signed by some indistinguishable MP. We debated whether to keep them sealed as they might be worth something but after a whole minute's worth of this they were in a glass with some ice.

Slavered on 'til the wee small hours before squeezing into a caravan sized bed to fall almost instantaneously into a coma.