Pickman's model
Starry Wisdom
1995. Walking from Finsbury Park to crouch end in the evening with some friends. We're well lubricated and scrapping among ourselves. Then two of us want to go to 7-11 and the other two back to a flat for more drinking. The two going back to the flat get stopped by the cops - reports of four young men causing mayhem. But there's only two of us, officer. Probably the best detour to sevs I ever madeI swear I got nicked for drunk and disorderly once for that very reason.
I was "a little wobbly" going home from the pub one night in London. Cop care pulls up. "we've had complaints about a man matching your description etc etc"
all bollocks. the coppers just wanted to pop back to the station for a cuppa. And the bastards let me out just before they would have had to give me breakfast. Bastards.