The pub around the corner is a proper backstreet boozer. It’s a locals pub, that’s never empty but never too crowded. An Irishman and his Thai wife run it and their dog wanders about and lay’s down whoever she pleases. There’s friendly eastern European staff who know what everyone drinks and new folk are more than welcome as long as they don’t cause any bother.
Okay so its an old mans pub, but I’ve always liked them type of pubs. If you want to go out on the pull on a Friday night then go to the pub on the high road. If you’re retired and want a few cheep ale’s in the afternoon or you’re a teenager who drinks alco-pops followed by shots of Sambuca then go to the JD Wetherspoons at the top of the high road. I regally visit them places too, put the backstreet boozer is my pub of choice.
In this pub there’s a corner that has tickets and photos behind a plastic sheet of glass. The customers have put them there are mostly from sporting events or concerts. There’s U2 at Wembley Stadium, The Charlatans at Brixton Academy, West Ham United vs Birmingham City. Stuff like that.
But there are a few strange ones. Like Ken Dodd at the Dome Concert Hall in Brighton. Alright Maybe one of the old boys who always sit in the same place really liked Ken Dodd back in the 60s and 70s, when he was on TV “You know when real comedians were on the telly, not like all this rubbish on now.”
I will no doubt be saying the same thing in the future. Except I won’t because the comedians that are on the TV are not much good anymore. Not all of them but most of them, especially the smug ones on them panel shows - Just because you raise your voice then lower it and then speed it up and raise it again at the end of the sentence in typical Ian Hislop manner does not make it funny.
Also there’s a ticket for a live show of The Tweenies. Okay so someone has taken there kids to see it. That’s understandable.
But next to a ticket for Hawkwind is a signed picture of Timmy Mallett? I’m at a lost with this one.
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