UNDER EXMOUTH SKIES (Part 30)
You might think Exmouth, in Devon, wouldn't be the most exciting place in the world to see the new year in and you'd be right but as Bananarama once observed: It ain't what you do it's the way that you do it. So, in it's own way Exmouth on New Year's Eve can be like the last days of the Roman Empire and what goes on here would make Caligula blush.
I guess I ought to start apologising for my behaviour, my crudeness, my lewdness and for all the insults I threw but fuck it, I was shitfaced. Fuck it, we were all shitfaced. Just... fuck it.