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Came back to this thread a little late it seems but-
When I was playing in bands we went on a mini tour and played in Conyer in Kent. It's a tiny little place which is dominated by a community which lives on boats and has a pub in the village. Nothing else.
After the gig we retired to one of the boats and the couple who owned it pulled these supermarket milk bottle type containers out of their fridge that were full of scrumpy. Evil stuff, the drummer fell overboard (luckily the tide was out) into some very stinky mud and I ended up holding Mrs Trev's hair out of the way while she barfed.
Such a pleasant evening
That sounds like my kind of night when i have been on the scrumpy.