Do you mean that you were packed to the gunwhales, ET? Or the pub?
Written upon the ticket on the fiddle is a love poem written by me to honour a certain Ms Penelope Rutledge. It starts
Oh how my love light's candle flickers
I am sporting it during what I have termed my yearning years. If you see me without it, you will know that I have finally split Ms Penelope Rutledge's whiskers.