Couple of weeks ago had just stepped out of the front door when I was accosted by the dodgiest looking chav/scrote type who was clutching a Netto carrier bag stuffed with fireworks. "Want any fireworks luv" he says "big bangers here". Well out came my best Hyancinth Bucket impression, "don't be ridiculous" and scurried off to my car. He looked the type that had probably made them in his bedroom with some washing up bottle and sticky back plastic. So I'm anticapting some fun and games come 5th November cos no doubt the local chav population will have parted with their hard earned benefit money to mr banger man
