On Wednesday afternoon, I walked past the Road where my friend lived, and it reminded me of the time (About 20 years ago) he came round to see me (Two or three days before New Years Eve) to finalise our plans for the 31st.
Our Neighbour used to own two ex-Police dogs, and they were on the front of their property, being watched over by their Babysitter. Upon hearing the footsteps, the biggest of the two was on full alert and went into full attack mode. My mate ended up with a punctured right buttock and a trip to the local Hospital for a Tetanus shot! The 31st rolled around and there was a full moon that night - as my mate took great delight in showing everyone his war wound, in EVERY Pub! He was so brave, in fighting off this, frankly, Horse, that he nearly drowned in sympathy.