Margate related story (you do know it's pronounced ma git, by the way?).
Many years ago, itisher and I were in a pub in Margate having dropped some penguin acid tabs. We bumped into a really random Scots fisherman, who found the state we were in fascinating, so took us off round margate to show us off to everybody he knew.
At some point we end up upstairs in a boozer after hours, I'm chatting to this young kid whose party trick is popping out his glass eye for the price of a pound.
Itisher has a real phobia about eyes, so I called her over and told her to give the kid a quid. She holds her hand out with a pound in it, he takes the pound and replaces it with his glass eye, still warm from the socket! I still laugh till I pee when we recall the story. You could see her brain trying to work out if it was really there or the acid was coming back up!