Pegasus 77 - Acting more like the posterior end of a winged horse, methinks.
Your 'nothing but rubbish' comment is a bit over the top.
Although not quite as ancient as LU, I recall encounters - in times way past- with a few pilots who unapologetically drank their courage, and I saw many occasions where moderate consumption of beer and perhaps some schnapps was normal, open, and uncontroversial at training fields (and larger airports) in Europe. A flirty young bar maid was the chief attraction for arrivals at one sweet little country field I remember fondly from way back when. The aerodrome was out in the middle of nowhere, but it did a great business, nonetheless.
P.S. I do not - in any way, shape, or form- condone the combination of drinking and flying (or driving). Times have changed.