You still have milk delivered in pint bottles with foil tops? I thought that was against EU regulations?

In the good old days, when fish and chips came wrapped in last week’s ink stained newsprint and ten bob notes lasted till next Wednesday, many’s the early morning, after a hard night’s partying, listening in a stoned daze to all four sides of Umma Gumma played extra loud on a distorted gramophone, we crept unseen up garden paths to steal refreshing pints of Gold Top from unsuspecting neighbours to drink for our breakfasts.