hahahaha...... one of our local towns used to do that too....... must be a worldwide thing.....

in Portstewart it was called "the crawl"... sunday morning the boys would go and park their cars along the prom... and go home.... then they came back on sunday nights to sit in their cars.... if you hadn't managed to park you just drove down the street to the harbour... did a U-turn, and drove back very slowly in a traffic jam... up to the roundabout at the other end of the street... and this went on all night!!.... but you could phone in to the local radio station and play requests..... "play me something for the cute one in the yellow lada outside Morelli's ice cream parlour".......

when I lived there I was too old and too married to indulge in all this..... but it was a hoot to watch (especially while eating a big ice cream sundae)..... probably still is....


slainte

alison