Over here, Tir’s informed us that she’s leaving us to join her Twisty in Ireland, and has suggested a LonDope to bid her farewell in March. Now, some people, naming no names, have quite rightly, pointed out that March is a very long way away. So, why don’t we have a mini-DopeFest at the end of January - January 24th to be precise?
So, who’s up for it? And where? London? BrummieLand?
predictably, you can count the Paul in. the 24th being a wednesday i see. rather do London. I had enough of travelling for a while after doing a 1000 mile round trip at xmas/new year.
pissed up arguing with a bunch of gay guys who wouldnt stop cashing in on our conversation. turns out they were best mates with the landlady, who told us in no certain terms to ‘not come back’. I wouldn’t mind, but me and the 2 mates I was with are probably 3 of the least homophobic peeps you could meet, but I can’t do with incessant joining in on conversations we were having and snidey comments and singing of musicals next to us. I opened my gob as we were leaving and the landlady was having none of it.
1st pub I been barred from since I was 18. and i’m 26 now. shithole anyway.
:rolleyes:
I got barred from Bar Columbia in Holburn about 3 months ago.
Why?
Because i threw a prawn at some patronising mouthy cnut on the table next to us. Who kept taking the piss out of us because we weren’t high flying city bankers like him and his mates.
Turns out that he was good friends with the Bar Manager. Arsehole.
Not that i mind - its a poncy, over-priced, sofa-filled, fruit-machineless, wannabe trendy bar anyway. But they did have Youngs Export on Tap.
I also noticed the Crown & 2 Chairmen on Dean street is well empty of a saturday afternoon. its £2 a pint on most stuff as well.Could be good to check that out, its walkable from Holborn if we go there.
that would be The Ship, just round the corner from C&2C on Wardour st. Gets well busy in there after about 3pm. I know, because i’m a REGULAR!! I don’t even have to ask for a pint anymore! I want to go where everybody knows my name de-de-de-dent-derr!
and i’m a graphic designer, which means i rarely use punctuation, but i can splle.
I’m still waiting for the day i’ve been to one pub long enough to have my own “special stool.”
Stranger Enters Pub. Sees empty stool. Sits in it.
Landlord: Sory mate! You can’t sit there - that’s garius’ stool!
Stranger: Shit! Sorry - didn’t realise anyone was sitting there.
Landlord: Well he’s not at the moment - but he might be in later.
Oh yeah, that reminds me, Paul - i wanna do a regular web comic about two blokes in a Pub. Want in? You get to be the creative/artisty one who draws it (i.e. do all the work)?
Oi! I’m not that loud. Honest. I’ve never been known to scream windows out. Annoy neighbours, wake up the cat, maybe. But windows, nah.
When I was an undergrad, we became regulars in a pub to such an extent that we merely had to enter the pub, and by the time we got to the bar, there was a round of drinks waiting for us.