In the city of Bombay one night last week the big hotel restaurants were virtually empty because most of the waiters were drunk. In the slum section 20,000 women and 50,000 textile workers paraded to celebrate the downfall of liquor, undisturbed by crowds thronging shops to get their last drink of toddy, the potent, fresh or fermented palm tree sap which, retailing for 4ยข a pint, gives India's native drinkers most of their alcohol. At the Royal Yacht Club Britons drank champagne and sang Auld Lang Syne as midnight struck and prohibition...
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