As an aside to The UKs Worst Pubs I present Liberated/Found Booze... Closing time at the Paxton Arms in Crystal Palace. Someone aided by muckers was launched over a wall at the back of said Pub and passed over a crate of bottles. Double Diamond? Whitbread Brown Ale? Mackesons? No such luck feckin Babycham! At a certain Mess the booze was locked up at night in a seagoing container thingy, so Im told. As bottles were being carried from bar to container the doors were left open. Red Stripe, Port, Courvoisier all were liberated within seconds. In Germany some of local admin Bods liked a beer first thing in the morning, at lunch and before going home and would lock their offices up containing the beer. Its a shame they never knew about the key that had been copied which opened up Aladdins Cave to some thirsty people at night. Picture Pitlochry on a cold and wet morning when trucks of bored soldiers descended on to, I am led to believe, the Co-Op. Apparently, a Combat jacket can hold two litre bottles of spirits without so much as a bulge in the map pockets. Germany again. Downstairs car park with those cages that you keep bikes, suitcases etc. in and crates of beer. At least the gents in question had the decency to return the empties so that Roland could get the money back. He never figured out what and how it was happening.