So, lots of beer, lots of snooker, and lots of curry. Owh, and a producer from the local Police 
Got the suit and haircut out of the way, then down the snooker club for opening, a beer, and booking a table. I needed to pop over to Hitchin to grab a few bits for the car, so I left everyone and nipped off. Only to be stopped on the way and asked for my documents. The policeman did point out he didn't expect me to have any of them on me, and was most pleased when I produced my driving licence. But without insurance and MoT certificates in the car, I'd have to pop down the police station instead.
Added a bit more excitement to the day anyway, which we finished off by having a monster curry at the new curry house in the High Street, yum 
