They didn't have time for lunch because too much time was taken arguing whether the Napier Arms is two thirds of the way along Paget Street or three quarters along.
Did hop picking as a student at a farm at Green Street near Sittingbourne. Genuinely one of the hardest jobs going despite it being semi automated. Fingers got stained as yellow as a 60 a day Woodbines smoker and that hoppy smell wasn't easy to get rid of - big girl turn-offer!