In making this post I am probably leaving meself wide open for a pasting ; but

In the days when I could take alcohol (many moons ago, now, the gods be praised) I never seat out to get deliberately pissed, nor did anyone I was at Folk Club with. Oh, it happened - with bells on.

Which is why I am at a loss to understand the young'uns of today.

Pissed at 10 p.m

Legless by 11p.m.

Fighting at midnight.

Carried home on a door at 1 a.m. via A & E, having set out to get deliberately pissed.

When I was serving my apprenticeship to a pisshead, if I or any youngster went out of order, we were liable not only to get barred out, but also to get battered by older men who were put out by such conduct.

I still do go to a pub, for live music and/or a meal, but what I would consider conduct out of order is no longer the subject of sanctions (consequences, as Richard said - nice to see you are back), but seems to be

positively encouraged.

I think I have become my parents :-).