Know the feeling, Daleside. I was sorely tempted by the vacuum flasks some of the marshalls had tucked away. And the trail of abandoned jelly babies dropped in the latter half. Almost snaffled a few of those, but I wasn't sure I'd be able to get upright again.
Sorry, didn't see your tags, but I did pop into the Daleside Brewery a while back to see if I could buy a sack of malt.