Much beer and blood began to flow in the street on Saturday nights and Sundays. Drunken brawls, revellings and revilings, drink-sodden navvies sprawling in the gutter, tramps sleeping in barns, tramps threatening housewives for a crust, and tramps massaging their stinking feet at the village drinking trough… Never since the time of the Danes had our village suffered such an invasion.
Hey/Yorkshire, 1986
THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT 
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