I was in Nottingham briefly at the weekend, and when walking back to my car with some friends at about midnight, a group of three lads approached us, giggling. Naturally I assumed I was about to get shot up. One of them was carrying an open box of walkers crisps.

He asked us if we wanted any? Naturally, we declined. Apart from one friend, who looked quizzically at the bloke with the box, then thanked him and smilingly put her hand in to fish out some cheese and onion goodness.

Instead, she screamed as she found herself prodding a severed pigs head.

At this point they all erupted with laughter, telling her it would teach her right for 'being a greedy pig'.

Incredible. Well played the practical jokers of Nottingham. That's dedication to your craft.