by Carolyn Jacob
In Reminiscences of Merthyr Tydfil by Charles Wilkins, Red Dragon Vol II Aug. – Dec 1882. He recalls the fun of his school boy days and one memory of a farmer who drove into the High Street a small group of very large pigs for sale. Weary of standing on a crowded road, the creatures laid themselves down in a closely packed manner which is peculiar to them upon large lapping cellars doors in front of a popular public house. Under their great weight the doors gave way and all the pigs were precipitated into the vaults below. The pigs quickly knocked over a barrel of beer and enjoyed its contents; they then overturned a number casks of beer, smashed jars of spirits and bottles of wine and altogether behaved themselves in an outrageous manner. They were having such a good time that they refused all attempts to get them into the daylight again. Word got around and soon an excitable crowd gathered to watch the piggies’ pranks. The whole crowd helped to get the drunk pigs out into the fresh air again but they were so drunk that they had to be carried ‘home’.
Very funny!