Cop Elation.

Buzzing Birchington Beer Festival would've made a better title but, thanks to a few yobs from Ramsgate that just didn't know when to stop with the cider, in the end we had to call the police to calm things down!
You can imagine, I'm sure, that noone was surprised when the police arrived and knew all of these trouble makers by name. What did come as a bit of a shock was when they started congratulating them for the lovely time that they'd had at The Winter Gardens last weekend and enquiring if they were going to organise a Beer Festival there next Easter.

Well really!!

I'm sure I've seen one of them before, a big surly fella, quite obviously from Yorkshire, that looked a little like Father Ted, playing-up in Churchills in Ramsgate. When I pointed out that his behaviour was a little unbecoming of a man in his position, the string of expletives that he poured in my direction was really quite startling. And besides, I rather think that 'you ar*e f*cking, c*nt' may be somewhat of an oxymoron, just in case he's reading this and is now sober enough to learn something.

Honestly, is Ramsgate really the paradise that Eastcliff Richard makes it out to be?