Well I Never
It seems that the Bishop of Southwark has been dipping his toe in the water, seeing what all the fuss is about over binge drinking. There he was, toddling home after having a great time (apparently) at a function in Belgravia, when the next thing he knew he was sans wallet and mobile, with a nasty bump on the head. Naturally, for a man of the cloth, he assumed that he must have been mugged, and reported it to the Police. Now, after all, it seems he may just have had too many Bacardi Breezers…