So I'm sat in my room now, and every now and then I'm peering out the window to my right at the crowd on the pavement outside the house next door. Theres a good dozen people there right now, stood about, talking and gesturing in a variety of tones including a couple policemen. The cause for this happened about half an hour ago when some very drunks men staggered out of the Pen & Quill pub on the other side of my house and headed towards the half-sized coach parked outside the Westgate Inn a little way up the road.
All but two of them had a bottle of drink in hand, one instead carrying a crate of bottles of Bulmer's cider, the other for some bizarre reason carrying a wooden drawer (as if from a cabinet). What happened next was that the guy carrying the drawer wandered over to the front window of the house next door (which used to be a hairdressers salon downstairs but is currently being renovated)... and then put the drawer through the window. Quick as a flash the bloke with him grabbed him and hauled him off towards the coach.
About ten seconds later all hell broke loose when the people who live next door emerged and the shouting began, the drunks quite content to get on their coach and go, but my next-door neighbours were having none of it, immediately calling the Police and their daughter tok down the coaches details and registration plate. Cue a few of the more sober people on the coach getting off and a confrontation.
Looking out now the street has no cleared, presumably with my neighbours and the policemen having gotten payment (or more likely a promise to cover the cost of the repairs) out of the drunks. Good to see a situation that could easily have gotten ugly, resolved without recourse to violence, and for my part nice to have something to write about as it's been a bit of a dull week.
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