hoho, competition, eh, dere Spadger?
I am not proud - well, I am actually - that when a two-decades-plus younger than me, 6’5" male challenged me to a drinking contest, the other lads were varying on a theme of ‘No, mate, step away, this won’t go well for you. In fact, we don’t even want to be there, so badly will it go for you’, sort of thing. It didn’t come to it . It couldn’t. I was his 'line manager" and he was a foolish young man to whom I had a duty of care. Delightful, but foolish.