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We spent quite a lot of time in the pub in those days and uniformed police entering theTotem De Lobo Hawaiian Shirt at that time of night was never generally a good sign. Usually it was an indication that someone’s night was about to take a turn for the worse, as the police would only normally come to sort out the aftermath of a fight or to raid the pub looking for underage drinkers and other violations of licensing regulations. This situation appeared to be different though, as the policemen marched the strange creature up to the bar, conducted a brief exchange with the barman and pressed a ten pound note into the hand of their unlikely companion. They shared a joke and the police then left.