I was in London with my pal, we were 17, 18 ish. One of our first holidays without the old folks. Of course we made a B line on the Northern Line for Soho. In and out all the sleazy shops all day, cinemas and worse!
As we all but run out of one and round the corner, in case anyone recognised us 400 miles from home, these 2 ladies across the street shouted "Aright boys, have you got the time?" To this day a still have a wee laugh to myself at my reply. "Aye. It's just past 8 o'clock." I was serious.