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Originally Posted by Barrie Yates
"halcyon days are before my time"
So you are relying upon hearsay?
How much hearsay do you rely upon?
The pubs in my youth were cozy places, as Cashy suggested, little or no rowdiness, virtually no aggro inside. Perhaps the open plan destroyed that but perhaps it was also the guidance and control of the youth that contributed to the demise of the family pub that myself and Cashy actually experienced.
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Hmmmm, when it used to be a corner pub on just about every street, we couldn't swing a cat, never mind be violent.
Unfortunately however instead of a pub being a place on your corner street where regulars & strangers, (on their best behaviour, also welcome), landlord in control of EVERYTHING, (including "you've had enough go home I'll see you tomorrow"), looking after folk.
We now have no locals, I for example have to go into town and mix with urine heads that have no manners, all of us lumped together, a pub used to be a pleasant well monitored place to go, now we have just a few making all the money, nobody is a regular anymore.
Strangely, we are now called 'binge' drinkers, no, my friend I just drink as much as I can before the idiots come out and take over.