No kissing at Warrington

I've had a soft spot for Warrington, that drab UK Merseyside town, since the advertising agency for Vladivar Vodka years ago took the mickey out of it with some wonderful mock Russian style ads in Private Eye for "Vladivar Vodka from Warrington" offering a competition first prize of one week in Warrington and a second prize of two weeks. Now I notice that the place has gone all puritan with this sign prominently displayed at the local railway station.
Perhaps the vodka is causing the very un-British public displays of emotion.

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