Was out with my wife one Saturday night and was walking between pubs,outside the Flyer,when a bloke,who was scuttling along in a strange way with one hand on his backside,headed towards the now long gone public toilets.Alas for him it was too late,he had already s*** himself,and it was right down both legs as well.It was probably that very same Sag.We didn’t pop in for curry on the way home either?