From Ronald and Edna
Haylett, 2012
(CH B1-1-26a)
'They were lovely times down the pub when I was a
youngster. A session down at the Fisherman's, and then the
Three Mariners . . .They used to have a session down there . .
. Now, Boxing Day the pubs closed at half past two legally, but
they'd open here until four or five o'clock. Policeman'd come in and
have a look; village policeman, he'd come in and have a look: "Boys
all right?" Well, they're all fishermen, you know. "Boys all right?"
"Yes, all right. Do you want a pint mister?" "No, I'll leave you."
He'd just go away and leave them.
They had one policeman come here and they knocked
his hat off. He was a youngster, y'know. And his mate come up from
Martham and he say, "Come on, leave them alone; they'll go home when
they've had enough." Marvellous way!'
