Hmmmmm..... Had what seems like 4 nights like this, only difference being all mine had the "big attitude" with my crew mate and I, also oddly enough have started noticing that they all speak in tongues I struggle to understand "Innit" "man" (I was a female last time I had a chance to check!!!) "I feel no pain man" (So why call us out?) I have been reliably informed that along with the obligatory baseball cap and hoodie (both worn covering head at same time) this new fashionable language is called "Ghetto speak "MAN" and to my provincial ears with my eyes shut sounds like a cross between cockney and patoi, (all of the "Yoofs" we had contact with this weekend were approx 15 yrs old, male, caucasion and on holiday from the east midlands (Gun capital of the UK apparently!) and all of the little darlings (somebody loves 'em somewhere) had either taken a jolly good thrashing or been the one giving somebody else a smack! needless to say we've spent most of our shifts working along side our lovely boys and girls in blue, gawd bless 'em. Very happy bunny now...... up the wooden hill to bed...... night-night x