Greetings from Warwickshire...
The story of being barred made me smile. My son sent me this Tweet by @Bmangall20 he'd seen from 2017:
"My coworker told me he got banned from a bar when he lived in North Dakota back in 1973 and didn’t try going back to it for 30 years but he finally did and the moment he stepped in someone yelled “Get the hell out of here Dennis” And that’s probably my favorite story ever"
The piece about Chris and Sue was such a surprise and sad.
I am pleased to say that I am that friend that got barred for life and 3 months in the Saracens with you.
I can honestly say that I no longer stand on bar tables drunk in leather trousers shouting at the customers " You are all a bunch of fucking slaves"- this I think, is a step forward in my life :-)
I hope that happens though I know not of this push penny and skittles??? But I would love to try real ale tho I do like the craft beers we have here in Oz.
Reading of the pubs causes me to wonder what they are like. Of my three vists to England I've only been to one pub outside of London (and only a couple there). I have fond memories of listening to my friend playing middle aged bass with his band while I had a ploughman's lunch for the first and only time (still haven't had a scotch or pickled egg) but I loved that atmosphere of that one, but there must be much variety though it was 30 years ago. I look around the sbject in your photos Christian to see the layout of these pubs. The structure, furnishings, wall paper, tableware, bars and drinkware all to get a hint of the atmosphere. But what must it be like, to drink real ale in a variety of British Pubs?
Nice piece. Not sure it’s sad that people get old and die. Be too crowded if they/we hung about much more. Just nice to remember people who did good things with the time they had
Loved going on this wander back with you, and that William Gibson quote is perfect. While I was reading I kept thinking of the Don Henley lyric "I saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac" which really doesn't need the follow up line " a voice inside my head said you can never go back". I think it's always an interesting story to walk back into places that shape you, and it's often a very moving story. As yours was. Than you :)