PubsJeccy writes, "I've seen people having four-somes, fights involving spastics and genuine retarded people doing karaoke, all thanks to the invention of the common pub."
What's happened in your local then?
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chthonic, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 20:55)
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Harley BullAnyone from the Chapeltown area of Sheffield (not the more dubious one in Leeds) will be familiar with the "Harley Bull"
A mad woman, sorry, care in the community, mentally challened person who lived down the road in nearby Harley (no idea where the bull bit came from), she was a nightmare to local publicans.
I used to work at one of her closest hostelries, the Norfolk Arms and the landlord would do anything to keep her out, mainly because she stank and shouted a lot.
She burst in one afternoon on a red hot day clutching a carrier bag and wearing her patented green coat (thick) with stains all over it and a wooly jumper.
"We're closed"
barks a landlord actually sprinting out of the restaurant followed by
"Don't no-one say anything to her!"
She countered by asking for a Guinness before being reminded several times that we had stopped serving.
"When was last orders?" she finally enquired
A glance at the clock revealed it to be 2:05pm on a Saturday afternoon
"2pm" replies landlord - "now out!"
To fill her time she then proceeded to spend the rest of the afternoon stood over the road waving at passing cars. If anyone actually waved back she'd scream "fuck off!" and give them the fingers.
She also remained oblivious to the fact people were in and out of the 'closed' pub all day.
Additional - my dad actually had to go and do some work in the council house she shared with her sister. They had decorated the place with Heinz bean tin lables. They were just slapped all over the wall and they were quite proud of the look.
(, Thu 12 Feb 2009, 12:35, 1 reply)
Excellent!I didn't know there were any b3tans near where I live. I live in Burncross but I was unaware of this particular lady.
(, Thu 12 Feb 2009, 13:39, closed)
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