I also recall going to a house party a few years back.
It was quite a small affair and quite a laid-back one too.
All was going quite serenely when suddenly we heard a commotion outside. Someone was shouting and seemingly having a row with someone in the garden.
I said I would check it out went out to the garden and there was my mate Big Mick really shouting at someone aggressively, with first clenched. He had a renowned quick temper and was a very big bloke, so I was a little concerned.
It was too dark to see who he was rowing with, so I moved a little closer.
He was really threatening. 'You what!! What did you just say to me? 'I'll knock you stone dead!'
'You what? Come on then! Come on then! 'No-one talks to me like that, you twat.'
He was saying a name but I couldn't quite catch it, so moved even closer to see who else was there. Got right up to him and there was no-one else there at all, not a soul.
He was actually having a row with a gaden hedge.
The name he was saying was 'Hedge.' He was talking to the hedge as if it was a person.
'You what! What did you just say, Hedge?' 'Come on then! Come on, Hedge! Come on, Hedge, you bastard! No-one talks to me like that. You bastard! Go on, say that again Hedge and I will smash your lights out.'
He then proceeded to beat the shit out of this hedge and I had to drag him away.
Cut to ribbons he was.