Jimmy & my dad used too dissapeer for days on end on the drink together , it got that bad that my mother chased him down the street with a brush , Back when things were different they would go out digging & not always together then meet up to have a drink in one of the local boozers to talk about the days digging , then go out the following to do it all again , Later in life I started to knock about with him & we had some good laughs along the way as you can guess my mother wasn't best pleased about it ,On the drink with him could definately be a journey as you would never know