I make you 1999, which means I get the complimentary pint of Baileys 🤮
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I make you 1999, which means I get the complimentary pint of Baileys 🤮
Something fishy going on here, I definately had 1999 yesterday and 2000 today. Probably some youngster hacking the system!
So, the Facebook page is suffering an influx of pornography and must now be a private group, you don't get that sort of hassle around here.
There've not been many influxes of anything.
Not since matron started infusing our beer with bromide 😟.
We can't possibly tolerate an influx. Just think what happened when they put that lager on..
FFS the hinges have gone rusty on the door again, oils aren't what they were.
Vocation/Kirkstall brewery's collaboration pale ale, tastes like three swords mixed with life and death IPA. I hope they aren't taking us for fools.
There's a wasp nest in the roof, the maintenance isn't what it was since stagger left.
I know. Have you seen the state of the beer cellar??? Mouse droppings and all the rest.
And as for the door policy, since Stagger retired, all sorts seem to be getting in. Trail runners, sky runners, you name it. Heaven forbid we might even get invaded by park-runners!!!
Trail runners? I've heard they drink pseudo craft brewed Italian post-fermentation-carbonated lager? Heinous drinking crimes such as the consumption of Moretti, Angelo Poretti and Peroni shall be frowned upon in this creaky, spider ridden establishment. The drinking of Madri shall be punishable by a yard of Old Peculier.
It seems that Brewery Head Office is determined to close down all drinking dens that don't come up to modern standards. If it don't serve euro-lager, play wall to wall gangsta rap, have brash gambling machines, sticky carpets and individual urinals, then it's so long, up for the chop and thanks for all the fish.
Accordingly, the Masters Lounge has been put on notice and there will be no more Old Fart IPA, pork scratchings or pickled eggs. So, once it's gone, it's gone.
Form an orderly queue please....its only me and Moley on the taps tonight!
And please don't splash your neighbour when you use t'facilities!
I'm gutted! I was just about to gain entry to the most exclusive drinking den in cyberspace, and may not make it without a Stagger like charge. I was looking forward to supping Tim Taylors and eating scratchings with the fell running illuminati. As Kurt Vonnegut says - So it goes.
Dunno, looks good to me!
From the banks of the river Severn, sat beside my fishing rod which is motionless, I am drinking a thermos of coffee wishing I was in the lounge having a pint of ale.
A pickled egg and packet of scratching would be fine dining compared to my camper van dinner. An out of date tin of Lidl octopus poured over a bowl of instant Smash potato.
You know how to live Moley....
That beats pineapple rings and 3 day old staminade! You clearly like testing your stomach!
Good news! I was scratting around in the cellar looking for any odd barrels to finish off after last nights late rush. Moved some sacks aside and uncovered a keg of Watneys Red Barrel! Amazing. Its keg and pasteurised so maybe it will be OK after all these decades. Will hook it up and put it on for tonight. Real blast froma pre-CAMRA blast!
Happy days for those of us brought up with red barrel and double diamond - how we survived I shall never know.
Great to hear you found a keg of the golden juice in the cellar, I shall bring along my can of party 7 that was helping cool the nuclear reactor in the garden shed (sod the consequences if the reactor overheats, we are all doomed anyway).
Anyone want courgettes?
And don't forget Trophy Big Head Bitter.
The pint that thinks its a quart!
Wrexham Lager was also available in Llani pubs. Now that was piss.
Talking about doomed,Moley, Llani only has 4 pubs left!
Only 4 pubs in Llanidloes, that is a shock. People used to come from miles around for a weekend night there, it was legendary town pub crawl.
Who can forget Allbright, tasted like soap.
All I can say is that Double Diamond works wonders. I'm sure I have crate down the garage..
I had planned not to post on here again after Friday but it's awkward not knowing when last orders will be called in here...
Don't anyone get any Tetley's, it's terrible.
Tetley's in a keg is just horrible.
Proper draft stuff however, is actually quite nice but sadly hard to find these days
I remember as a young and inexperienced 17 year old, buying a pint of Brew XI.... mainly because it was the cheapest pint on the bar.... would've been not much more than a quid in those days....
My 2nd mistake, after tasting it, was then buying a bottle of Bacardi Breezer and pouring it into the Brew, in an attempt to make it taste better.
Further scratting around in the furthest recesses of cellar has turned up some 'junior' items....a crate of Cresta pop, various flavours and a box of Cadburys Bar Six. I suspect the latter will be far past its best so I'll leave them out on the bar as freebies.
Are they the leftovers from when we hosted some under 16s to teach them the intricacies of map reading and route choice? They all turned up with fancy satnav watches, couldn’t see the point in maps and ended up trashing the lounge?
I never did get to the bottom of who’s bright idea that was inviting them into our inner sanctum.
Bar six was a staple of our school tuck shop (in the days when plying kids with sugar for a modest profit was seen as acceptable.)
I stockpiled 'black jacks' and 'fruit salads' at 2 for a half penny at the end of term as they were double the price elsewhere. I think I have nearly depleted my stock but I'll stick a few out. I'm sure they'll be fine - they have no best before date so presumably don't go off.
I was thinking about Keith? Anderson's Dunnerdale record last night. The two of us can basically run the same distance in the same time, but he can do an extra 1400' of climb. It's stood for a very long time now, too.
As has his Pen y Fan record of 30 mins dead in 1992. No one has come close. He shone briefly but very brightly.
All the GB Olympians I've heard interviewed so far have been really quite posh. Where are the local accents? There must be so much talent going to waste in the council estates, people whose parents can't afford gas and electric let alone private coaching.
Rowers especially are from very good stock.
Aye, the likes of Alf Tupper and his fish'n'chip supper are long gone. Anyway, I've banged the tele in the corner a few times and the picture seems to have stopped rolling enough for us to squint at all the toffs leaping and dashing around in Paris....just DONT touch the aerial. Took me ages to get the signal right.
Sounds like a Viz title!🤣