We have some guy's that sit at the top of Rye Lane in Peckham. To be honest I wish all drunks were like them...they once saved my wife from a sticky situation whilst she was out running one night. Some local kids decided it would be funny to run behind her, she turned round and they started squaring up. From out of nowhere, in a haze of Special Brew, Alcoman and his mates proceeded to give the kids a harsh talking to and ample distraction so that my wife could run away. I went down the next day and bought them all MacDonalds!