It makes me feel ancient
when I remember Sunday afternoons as a student in Manchester, getting kicked out of The Queen of Hearts at 3 and not being allowed back until 6. Luckily the Asian Supermarket had no truck with UK licencing laws. Sadly they also had no truck with reasonable UK prices, £2 for a can of warm Fosters was a lot of money to a poor student in 1992.

Wait, I'm not talking to you because you made me cry up there ^
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 9 Jan 2012, 13:02, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

I made you cry? Where?
I remember visiting a friend at uni in Leeds in 1994 on a Sunday afternoon. He knew how to treat guests - within an hour of our arrival he had taken us on a round trip to score some hash, via an off-license he knew would serve us out of hours. Good times.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Mon 9 Jan 2012, 13:10, Reply)