I remeber the winter of '81 ...iirc, December, and deliberately stuffed me car into a snowdrift outside the pub that I frequented then ( The Mill...Nick will know it) enforcing me to stay there for many hours.
That was one CRACKIN' Sunday night that was.
All (6 of us) pissed as rats, sitting in front of a roaring log fire and singing.
Oh memories, such sweet sweet memories.