Driving over the brow of the hill on the A69 dual carriageway there was a bus parked in the lay-by. With their backs to the road, standing on the verge were ten men in light coloured shirts hanging over their trousers.
"What are they doing, Daddy?" asked my eight year old daughter.
As we drove nearer, it dawned on her what they were doing. It was a typical stag party. It was typical behaviour.
"Ooh that's disgusting," she said. "But I suppose it is better than them doing it in the middle of the road."
Pragmatism at its best.
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