After a night on the turps, I managed to squeeze my head under a small shrub in someone's backyard and woke up with two of the boys in blue standing over me.
Another night, I ended up right outside the front door of a supermarket around 9am with my head buried in a shrub again, my body sprawled out over the main path to the front doors and shoppers stepping round me and giving me very dirty looks.
Those shrubs must have looked like giant fluffy pillows.
Power station.