williamalex1
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My first drink / drunk experience was way back 1962. I was only 15 and on a camping holiday with four pals, at Jeanscroft caravan site about 4 miles from Girvan. We decided to drink black rum and pep , with a bottle of double century ale, because one the guys said his dad drank it, and the order would be easy to say " 5 rum n peps and 5 DCs please.
After about four rounds we were spotted by the bar manager and asked to leave. Eventually we arrived back at the camp site in the dark how we managed not to get run over walking the unlit main road back to our site.
Once in the unlit campsite we tripped over a few guy ropes before finally getting to our own tent by some miracle .
Everyone of us sick as dogs through the night all around and in our tent. Lesson learned, no.
We had to go tattie howkin to earn our train fare home.
After about four rounds we were spotted by the bar manager and asked to leave. Eventually we arrived back at the camp site in the dark how we managed not to get run over walking the unlit main road back to our site.
Once in the unlit campsite we tripped over a few guy ropes before finally getting to our own tent by some miracle .
Everyone of us sick as dogs through the night all around and in our tent. Lesson learned, no.
We had to go tattie howkin to earn our train fare home.
