Chris and I visited Jersey approx 1990 for a jolly and to visit my Sister. Whilst there we were invited to a Dr's fancy dress/meal party. Our plan was to go dressed Toga but it developed into something else ie HareChristner. We got dressed and then realised just how rediculus we both looked. We decided the only option was Dutch courage a bottle of Cointreau ouch. What resulted was possibly one of the funniest evenings of my life. Chris and I walking through Jersey Town singing HarryChristner and people clapping and joining in hilarious! We got to the Dinner/party to last approximately half an hour Chris fell down the stairs whilst going the toilet,I fell asleep in my starter. We were politely escorted on our way were we laughed are merry heads off walking home. Happy Memories.