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.
I woke up around 5AM sitting up against the wall of some fast-food joint, soaking wet. To this day I don't know whether it was rain or dew or whether somebody saw me sitting there passed out and decided to take a piss on me. Didn't smell like it, but maybe they'd been drinking too. Why in hell I sat down against that wall in the first place I can't imagine.