JUST A QUICKIE FROM CLACTON UK
Claction UK is a seaside resort or it once was. Anyway Clacton has been in the news recently. People throw themselves off bridges and all that. Your Zola has other good memories.
Football team and pub-like supporters. Team of coaches bound for Clacton. Weekend rave in good community spirit. Coaches departed at 05.00 in the morning ( damn it the night had hardly stopped but that was it). Beers on the coaches anyway. Arrived in Clacton about 10.00. Pubs not yet open. So a football game by the nearest parking place.
All welcomed to this football game, now on concrete in Clacton and the supporters were in the majority god damn them all. Tough game coming. But only half an hour to the pub opening hours. Anybody can survive 30 minutes of football ????? After being black and blue and feeling slightly under the weather a saviour came in one of the supporters. He was what used to be called an old-aged-pensioner ( about 70 I guess) and he fairly kicked the ball away from our centre-forward as if life and death was a big issue here.
The ball landed up high and on the rooftops.
The roof was the Police Station which had not been noticed yet.
Pensioner climbs up drain pipe and attempts to get the ball from above.
Along comes the cops.
" I have lost my ball", came the cry from above as the police demanded a quick explanation.
The old grandpa threw down the ball and then climbed down the drain pipe and we thought we saw a smile on his face.
The cops grabbed him.
We were another half an hour late because of this ( the pubs had already opened by the time we got there) but we had a few beers left in the coach.

That was the first few hours of our community event in Clacton UK.
For the rest........ ?
Trousers would get terribly inward looking and lavenderBlue envious.