The issue with this is that they tend to pre-load before they visit these late night venues so already there or there about and not necessarily on booze. Taxing alcohol more means that the vast majority of controlled normal good moderate drinkers have to pay more for their tipple on the back of some others who will always try to get away with antisocial behaviour irrespective of costs.
Clubs should have to keep records of who their members are, and records of which individuals were drinking in the club on a given night. The invoice for the extra public expense (of the police, ambulance service, and hospital A&E) caused by the excessively drunk club-goers should be sent to the club, in the form of a supplement to their business rates. Club managers would soon learn to take responsibility, or be driven out of business.
Particularly those gentlemen that have had one too many glasses of Chateau Lafite or had their stomachs turned by an over abundance of Larks tongues in aspic.
These days, young people are beered up before they hit the first bar. It’s the old ones that tend to start drinking at the first bar. It’s always been like it, just that some seem to forget what it was like being young and have turned into their own parents
This is a thread regarding Yuletide over indulgence at ones club, is it not? With the proposition that one's club should register and log members visits and be liable for any expenses incurred by civil bodies in clearing up the consequences of over indulgence.
It's also the old ones that start fighting....pay a visit to any city centre bar at 18:00 next Friday (mad Friday, last Friday before Christmas) and see what I mean.......last day at work, wind down after shopping, quick half (dozen) on the way home......atmosphere, cut and knives fall to mind.......in Leicester at least! My 20 and 24 year old sons are staggered by the latent violence of an early mad Friday evening in the local Slug and Lettuce, so often populated by 50 pluses.
I think it’s the same people tho every week. That 50yr old that ‘used to be a name’ and those kids that are growing into that. Those who still think they are 21, in attitude and dress sense and those who’ve watched too many Statham movies...
