Barred
I've only ever been barred from one pub, the "Fort St George in England" on Midsummer Common in Cambridge.*
I was part of a group caught drunkenly trying to add our names in biro to a historic signed cricket bat. I still have the pint glass I was holding as I was chucked out.
Where have you been banned from?
*All pubs in Cambridge have posh names like this. 25% fact
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 12:00)
I've only ever been barred from one pub, the "Fort St George in England" on Midsummer Common in Cambridge.*
I was part of a group caught drunkenly trying to add our names in biro to a historic signed cricket bat. I still have the pint glass I was holding as I was chucked out.
Where have you been banned from?
*All pubs in Cambridge have posh names like this. 25% fact
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 12:00)
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"The Toad" - Milton Keynes
I'm still more than a little naffed off about this one so apologies if I rant a little.
Twas back in 2000/2001 that "The Toad" was a hip chain pub/club in the Ski dome, Milton Keynes.
I was out with my Mrs and some friends but she was rather tired. Being a modern bar they had admitted about 50 times the number of people as there are seats, so when Mrs golddust was tired she needed to sit down.
The only feasible place was a small step out of the way near the back of the bar. No problem, not in anyones way. Only the bouncer comes along "can't sit there" etc. She moves to another step about 2m away. "Can't sit there" etc etc. After asking where she could sit it was obvious we had broken the unwritten law of pointing out a bouncer is being unreasonable. So we were led out of the fire exit.
Since I was driving I'd only had 1 drink and protested they were being unreasonably heavy handed (3 bouncers at this point) and asked for the manager. He turned up and said "get these fucking wankers out of my club". We were then shoved out of the fire door to the street outside where another 2 rentacops from the entertainment complex were waiting to follow us about.
Now really pissed off I went back to the entrance and asked to speak with the manager, was told he was busy etc etc.
The point where I said loudly "He's not busy he's on the other side of that sheet of glass trying to chat up girls half his age" was when the rentacops grabbed me, dragged me across the car park and in trying to drop me landed on me breaking 2 of my ribs. Nice.
Police turned up and they ran over to give their side of the story and I was told to go home "and write a letter to the manager!".
Next time I attempted to go there with mates the bouncer conversation went like this:
"Not you."
"Why?"
"You're barred"
"Really? For how long?"
"Life"
"Oh well, in fact good. There's a much better place round the corner and this place will be closed within a year anyway".
With that I marched off, had a wicked night out for half the price elsewhere!
Also, "the Toad" did indeed get quieter until it attempted a revamp/restyle failed and closed a few months later. Ha.
I got barred and was grateful for it, probably the best thing that happened to me in there too!
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 15:41, Reply)
I'm still more than a little naffed off about this one so apologies if I rant a little.
Twas back in 2000/2001 that "The Toad" was a hip chain pub/club in the Ski dome, Milton Keynes.
I was out with my Mrs and some friends but she was rather tired. Being a modern bar they had admitted about 50 times the number of people as there are seats, so when Mrs golddust was tired she needed to sit down.
The only feasible place was a small step out of the way near the back of the bar. No problem, not in anyones way. Only the bouncer comes along "can't sit there" etc. She moves to another step about 2m away. "Can't sit there" etc etc. After asking where she could sit it was obvious we had broken the unwritten law of pointing out a bouncer is being unreasonable. So we were led out of the fire exit.
Since I was driving I'd only had 1 drink and protested they were being unreasonably heavy handed (3 bouncers at this point) and asked for the manager. He turned up and said "get these fucking wankers out of my club". We were then shoved out of the fire door to the street outside where another 2 rentacops from the entertainment complex were waiting to follow us about.
Now really pissed off I went back to the entrance and asked to speak with the manager, was told he was busy etc etc.
The point where I said loudly "He's not busy he's on the other side of that sheet of glass trying to chat up girls half his age" was when the rentacops grabbed me, dragged me across the car park and in trying to drop me landed on me breaking 2 of my ribs. Nice.
Police turned up and they ran over to give their side of the story and I was told to go home "and write a letter to the manager!".
Next time I attempted to go there with mates the bouncer conversation went like this:
"Not you."
"Why?"
"You're barred"
"Really? For how long?"
"Life"
"Oh well, in fact good. There's a much better place round the corner and this place will be closed within a year anyway".
With that I marched off, had a wicked night out for half the price elsewhere!
Also, "the Toad" did indeed get quieter until it attempted a revamp/restyle failed and closed a few months later. Ha.
I got barred and was grateful for it, probably the best thing that happened to me in there too!
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 15:41, Reply)
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