One night on Durdle Door camp site, after a heavy night drinking at the on-site club house, we are back at our tent looking for more lager when we hear a girl scream, followed by some crying.
Being the kind of lads that wouldn't get ourselves involved in other peoples affairs,
we ran out the tent to see whats going on.

I think it was Josh that found her, a barely dressed, rather drunk and very upset (read vulnerable) little hunny.
After calming her down with offers of lager and roll-ups, she managed to blurt out that some guy a few tents away upset her somehow.

Often fancying ourselves as white knights in shinning armour, we grabbed what we could from the tent and ran to the shower block to regroup and make our rescue plan.

Josh whispers "okey, okey. What have we all got"
Mike said  " i got a torch!   Hah!"
And throw it in the air and caught it.
I said " i got a cup   hah! "
throw it in the air and caught it.
Then Josh goes " i got a tin of peaches and a jar off coffee! Hah!"
Throws them both up in the air, caught the tin of peaches,
Totally forgetting about the coffee.

Gravity doing what it does best and brought the jar of gold blend coffee down.
It smashed with the loudest sound I've ever heard!
At 1am on a quiet camp site in the middle of nowhere.

We ran into the girls shower block, locked ourselves into cubicles and spent the next 30 mins absolutely pissing ourselves with laughter.

We forgot all about our heroic quest by the time we left the shower block that night and the hunny was gone by the time we got back to the tent.

I remember the three of us moaning about the noise and the mess the following morning to the site owners that was cleaning up the coffee, while we were waiting for our showers.