mad monday on the mountain

I have survived another mad Monday on the mountain.  This is the third year that the local footy club have celebrated on the mountain.   Now I am quite happy for them to have their  boozy celebration just as long as they leave me out of it.  The first year the players turned out in fairy outfits and dressed as women.  The first lot even though they were loud were a cheeky, fun, harmless lot.   Last year they turned up in equally as outrageous costumes but they were noisy and rude and destructive.    The police arrived to check them out as I was leaving, the locals weren't a happy lot.   This year in some ways it was very subdued.  No fancy dress and they stayed mainly within the confines of the pubs outdoor area.   Not long after I arrived on the mountain a beer glass landed on the top step of the van and smashed.  Oh boy this is going to be a good year.   I went over and told them it would need to be cleaned up.   A young lad maybe the thrower came and picked up the larger pieces of glass by hand but the smaller bits were left shattered on the step.  That wasn't good enough.  I strode through the mass and spoke to the owner.  Told him a pan and hand brush were needed to sweep up the glass on the steps.  Seconds later and the young lad pan and brush in hand did an excellent job of cleaning up.   By the sound of the pops and bangs as glass hit tiles after today the pub is going to have to restock on beer glasses.