Next stop on the Jack Hawkins trail of Nottingham city centre was the Rescue Rooms near Rock City, with most Allstars prudently anticipating, and thus avoiding, the £7 entry charge by 15 minutes. It was here that the Allstars started downing-in-one some strange blue 'brew' from a teapot. One can only surmise that this was a failed attempt to avoid recognising that they were old (if not potent) enough to have fathered the rest of the clientele.

Cookies Snr, Jnr, Billy and Mince 'do the honours'. Wolfie cradles his shandy.

Excalibur holds court, a Corona and a pint of water - a man of many skills.

At times, English is a language with too many constraints. As the Icelandic have (mythically) multiple words for snow, so the English should for "men you need to avoid in dark back alleys".

"Let's get this party started! Everybody dance now..."

When this man looks scared of what he's about to drink, you know it's going to hurt the day after.

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