This reminds me of growing up in the Scottish Highlands when you weren`t old enough to get into the local pub. So you just made a big camp fire in the local woods and chill your beers in the surrounding snow before you drank them. The tales of underage drinking.
Hahah that sounds like some nice memories as well ! Scotland is very beautiful, amazing scenery there . You live in England now ?
19 years in London now but your heart always belongs to the Scottish Highlands. I just think the Scottish Highlands is a great foundation during your childhood to prepare you better for adult life. You learn more from the wilderness than you did sat in a devious educated classroom. If the Scottish police caught you underage drinking on the streets not only would they pour all your drinks onto the ground. They would call back-up for a big police van and then they would put us all in the police van. Drive us out 3 miles away from our housing estate and then leave us there for a long journey back home on our feet. Police only did that cos they knew we would not be on the housing estate for the rest of the night. Giving them a more easier night. Usually when we got back home it was straight indoors and to bed.
Hahaha; that's how cops should be:)
If only haha then the streets would be more quiet from a few moments of madness in our daily lives.