Whilst on the way back from Bristol (having collected younger brother from college), Mr Brinkly saw a mini-bus fully of some of the fittest girls I have ever seen going on a hen night, frankly I'm surprised I didn't have a crash! ;-)
ps Andy I think you discover you've crossed that line when you hear the phrase 'get out of my garden' not that I have of course. Mate destroyed some gnomes once though delivering his valentines card..