Confined to Barracks
No supping of ale for me tonight, not after last week.
Have you ever seen a flap sprinkler on an irrigator?
Have you ever leant back to let loose half a gallon of Mr Wadworth's best that is due for recycling?
The sheer unstoppable relief.
Have you ever been given a nice thick leather belt from Texas?
The sort of belt with a buckle that one undoes to ease the pressure of said half a gallon before one gets home.
The sort that has a thick flappy bit that hangs down once undone.
That's why I'm not allowed out tonight.