I live in a small town in the middle of rural Suffolk. Around here the teenagers do nothing but get bladdered every weekend, probably because there's nothing else to do, and invariably just cause trouble. Pubescent piss-artists get tanked up on cider that doubles as paint stripper, about three quid for two litres, and hang around outside the take-aways in the High Street or in the churchyard and shout, scream, vomit and break stuff.
Earlier tonight there was a fight at the block of flats (apartments) up the road from my house which was most definately alcohol fuelled. Across town a camper van (motor home) caught fire. It wouldn't surprise me if it was a deliberate act as arson is a popular nocturnal sport amongst the drunken dickheads here and we have had a few instances of it recently.
If a minimum price per unit helps curtail any behaviour of this kind it can only be a good thing. The drinks industry may whine about it penalising sensible drinkers but they aren't the problem. It's the imbeciles who insist on drinking themselves into oblivion and inflict themselves on the rest of us who are, and they have brought it upon themselves.
