Yeah you always have a go at the person who catches you - when i nearly lagged on the telly when my brother stopped me i said "go to sleep paul"
got caught curling one off, well it was more like lagging from my ass, once when i was leathered. i was 50 yards from my house on the way back from the pub but i couldnt make it home. it was either fill my levi's or drop them them and release. it was basically on the pavement as well. my mates dad, a family friend as well for 20+ years walked past on the way back from the pub himself, i was crouched down getting rid with a lamb kebab swingin from my wrist. i said "alright tony" as he walked past.
i hoped he wouldnt tell anyone but was met by a pub full of laughter the following day and tony saying "didnt recognise with you pants on" to more laughter.
walked past that crap mound for weeks after
the kebab was nice tho.