It is a constant source of wonder to me that there is such a close correlation between sunny weather and unruly drunken behaviour. The correlation becomes stronger if a. it is a weekend or bank holiday b. there is a significant football match afoot.
All of these factors were present on Friday evening. After the recent bad weather, it had been a lovely sunny afternoon and England were playing Brazil in a football friendly. This brought out the inevitable crowds of blokes to drink copious amounts of beer and shout racist abuse at the pub telly. England narrowly escaped victory through the now-too-inevitably painful occurrence of the opposition scoring a goal in the last minute of injury time. Still, at least they didn't lose so not too much fighting and trouble afterwards.
The next day, however, the fine weather continued and as we meandered through town on a pleasant stroll, the familiar sound of sirens wailing and the sight of emergency vehicles screeching down the main road could be witnessed at regular intervals throughout the course of the day, and into the evening. What's wrong with people ? Why can't they just
enjoy the moment, and sit in the sun with a nice ice cream or pop? It would make for a much quieter life!
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