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1. St Patricks Day - too many numpties who can't handle their drink outside of lager/alcopops on the lash all day
2. New Years - "Hey everyone, WE ARE GOING TO HAVE FUN, IT IS THE LAW". Oh, piss off
3. Saturday night in any town centre in the UK.
4. Televised charity nights - because the do-gooders come into the pub and try and extract money from you when the entire reason you are there in the first place is to get away from it. Fair play to the landlords to who request their exit so as "not to disturb the customers"
1. The last working Friday before Christmas was traditionally known as ‘black eye Friday’ in the north-east of my youth (and appeared to be positively relished by a remarkably large number of people). The recipe for mayhem is a simple one - take the usual Friday night antics, and throw into the mix huge gangs of post-party work colleagues, already staggering under the effects of an ill-advised afternoon drinking cheap wine. Confusion at the bar, as a group of 17 drunk office workers buy a round, then attempt to pay for their own drinks individually. With debit cards.
2. As for New Year’s Eve, I’m with Alexei Sayle - part of his routine in the 80s talked of people’s surprise when he told them that he chooses that night to stay in. “They think with my renowned love of pubs and beer, I should spend all year looking forward to it. But it’s amateur hour, it’s horrible. It’s how I imagine Nigel Mansell would feel if he accelerated into the fastest straight at Silverstone, only to find the track clogged up by milk floats and Ford Cortinas.”
3. The student rag-week thing would be bad enough if it really was just a week, but it seems like barely a week goes by now without some pub I’m in being invaded by dozens of jabbering posh kids shouting, “Look at me, look at me!” Dressing in golf outfits and hitting each other with toy plastic golf clubs seems to be their latest hilarious wheeze, although last week they were throwing leeks about the place, the significance of which entirely escaped me.
4. St Patrick’s Day, largely because the clowns getting in my way while wearing outsized shamrock hats, claiming that they are 1/16th Irish and shouting tiocfaidh ar la at each other do so precisely because Guinness tells them to, despite the fact that they probably couldn’t locate Ireland on a map of the UK and Ireland.
5. What happened to the good old days, when being a football supporter meant you were some kind of social pariah? Watching England games on a tiny TV stuck in a draughty corner, as they struggled to a draw against Saudi Arabia would immediately mark you out as a Neanderthal thug, but at least you could watch the match in peace. Now watching England in the pub involves being elbowed and jostled by people who have supported Chelsea all their lives since 2004, showered with lager every time Wayne Rooney gets the ball because he’s the only one anybody recognises and generally losing the will to live as England struggle to a draw with Algeria.
And you can really taste the hops!
Whilst hondo seems to be most on my wavelength, i can't help but notice how miserable we all are
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MILD:
Probably because the siege of Christmas is nigh, or as a friend in Oz once put it - 'The crass commercialisation of the birth of the world's first socialist'.Originally Posted by Soup Dragon
'And where he supped the past lived still. And where he sipped the glass brimmed full' John Barleycorn, Carol Ann Duffy.
I think it once had a religious angle but all I see these days is Iceland adverts.
Couldn't get a seat in the pub last night, because Man Utd were playing. And my local has even had the effrontery to hang a "Stretford End" sign over the entrance to one of the bars! So I agree with whoever said "any night when Man U are playing".
And as for going to the pub on Hallowe'en - no way! I stay at home, close my black hole curtains (that from which no light can escape) and don't answer the door to anyone. In the unlikely event that someone wants to visit for some absurd reason then they need to 'phone me before I'll open the door.
Yes Nick - none of the days you mentioned are appropriate times for responsible drinkers to go to the pub. But I might go Christmas Day lunchtime (as long as I can get there pretty much at opening time so as to bag a table) as the atmosphere is usually quite convivial. Bar Humbug!!
Christmas Day night.
None of em round here are open.
From the home of the kebab of doom
1 St Patrick's Day
2 Mother's Day
3 The Friday before Christmas Eve
4 Christmas Eve
5 New Year's Eve
as a taciturn sociophobic scot nothing better than being left alone at the end of the bar to
in peace bah humbug
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What he said. Black Friday (this Friday coming by the way) isn't normally too bad around here, as most groups go down to Cardiff or up to Hereford for their antics.
New Year's Eve isn't too bad as well now - at around 10pm everyone dissapears to private parties or nightclub/loud bar, leaving around 30 people to bring in the New Year with Jools on the TV and casual chat.
I'm looking forward to being a Mon - Fri worker though! Just think, a bank holiday where I don't have to work! That'll be bliss.
Christmas Day is my favourite to open. Locals get their regular drink poured from when I see them walking up through the window, and tourists aren't normally too bad. We normally suggest to those who 'dont know what I want' mulled wine or a pint of Xmas ale as they're quick to serve.
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Slightly off-topic, but are you going to blog info on your job change? Being nosey here.
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