Patrick, of considerable fame after the true story at Portchester car park has another tale to tell:
On New Year's day at about 3.30 in the afternoon, having enjoyed an excellent lunch with his wife, children and grand children, Patrick knew it was time to take Roxy, his well-loved mongrel dog for his afternoon's constitutional.
Unable to find his usually clutch of plastic bags for collecting the Roxy's "doings" he called to his wife that he would take, instead, the fancy gift bag in which he had recently received a small present from his grand-daughter.
He strode purposefully down Leith Avenue and into Hill Road, Roxy on his lead and the pretty gift bag swinging freely in his hand. The dog stopped on two occasions and Roxy's "doings" were transferred into the gift bag for later disposal.
Hill Road narrows as it approaches Portchester railway station and joins with Station Road. A narrow path is the only pedestrian way under the railway bridge and it is very close to the road.
Patrick carefully manoeuvred himself and the dog along the narrow path. At this moment, two youths aged approximately 13 or 14 years old came cycling, at considerable speed up the road.
Shouting and laughing at Patrick, the youths grabbed and stole the colourful gift bag and sped off into the distance.
Patrick and I have often wondered what happened next.