This is a friendly reminder asking those late night funsters who wish to imbibe lager during their ferry trips back to our idyllic island home to please discard their cans in the bins. Otherwise it is possible that a school kid on the overcrowded early morning ferry might put her or his bag down on the ground beside his or her seat where the half-empty can has spilled its contents overnight and thus inadvertently soak his or her bag and everything in it – gym clothes, homework assignments, school books – in whatever shite the asinine beer drinker had selected for his or her evening tipple. And it is also possible that the child might pass the sodden bag to her father upon arrival at Central, minutes before the school bus is about to arrive, and ask, ‘Why is my bag wet?’ and inadvertently drip stale beer all over daddy’s trousers, socks and reading material. So, top tip for late night revelers – deposit your sodding cans in the sodding bins, you sodding arseholes. Cheers.
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