
What makes a 'proper pub'?
A pint for the men
…a glass of wine or half glasses for the ladies
A fine selection of Real Ales
...and only three Lagers on tap
No WKD’s, Smirnoff’s or Reef’s
…just psychedelic mild that gives you a far better high than any drug can
A busty barmaid
…who is old enough to be your mam
Everybody is friendly and always up for a chat
…even if you gave them a slap five minutes earlier
Chats about life, politics and pets
...from the comfort of a barstool, as you prop up the bar
Owd blokes who have their own stool at the bar
…and their own tankards hanged up
The only food that's served are pies, crisps and pork scratchings
…which are always out of date
The stench of sweat, flat ale and tobacco get up your nose
…despite there being a smoking ban
Toilets that tell you that they are for ‘Ladies’ and ‘Gentleman’
…and smelling like someone’s done ‘their business’ in a bucket and left it there to rot
Betting slips lie crumbled and torn
…as nobody ever wins
No tracksuits, baseball caps or scruffy bastards
…everyone has their own style
A resident pub dog that always jumps on you and licks your face
…a resident pub dog, albeit a female humanoid, that always jumps on you and licks your face
Anyone under 18 isn’t checked for ID
…but asked if they’re old enough anyway
An old couple in the corner, drinking havles of brown ale and talking about the past
…a young couple, drinking bitter and wine and talking about the future
No telly’s showing sport, reality TV or gameshows
…just the chatter of good friends about sport, life and how bingo is fixed
Karaoke on a Friday neet
…that lasts five minutes before everyone gets sick of it and starts throwing glasses
An old dusty piano that sits in the corner
…that nobody can play
Christmas decorations that litter the ceiling
...in July
No need for quiz and jukebox machines
..as a game of cards, dominoes (never for money) and a good old drunken sing-song will suffice
No trouble, fights or crossed words
…just take it outside
For this is a pub, a proper pub.
Shame their all dying.

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