Trapped in Bangor
When I was a dreadful student, I went with a bunch of mates on a walking holiday in Wales, essentially as an excuse to do very little walking and extraordinary amounts of drinking.

We arrived on the north coast of Wales on a Saturday evening and looked forward to a session in Bangor before taking the train home the following day.

WRONG! Bangor closes on Saturday afternoon, and being incredibly religious nothing, nothing opens until Monday morning. Not even the railway station to take heathens and blasphemers away from the place.

Bored out of our brains, freezing and starving after two weeks of hard drinking and very little personal hygiene, we went to church, hoping they would take pity on the poor desolates of the parish. They didn't. They took one look at us and threw us out, "you English bastards".

"I'm Irish!"

"You Irish bastard!"

By a stroke of luck we found a tea room that was open for the Devil’s service on a Sunday. It was full to the gills. But not to us. "Sorry, we're closing", said a waiter, lying through his teeth.

Eventually, we begged some food from the back door of a restaurant like the bunch of tramps we had become, and camped out in a field because even the Youth Hostel was shuttered up.

Bangor. You're crap.
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 12:18, 5 replies)

You should have had...
...lunch on the way...
(Merson, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 12:29, closed)

Yeah,
and all for under a pound, you know.

Bargain.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 13:25, closed)

Didn't you have...
...a lovely time?
(misspiggy In danger of having to get a job, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 13:21, closed)

Sounds great
I remember the Good Old Days when ALL of the UK would shut on a Sunday. Peace, quiet and mind-numbing boredom, yes, but then no cunt trying to get you to go to B&Q/Tesco/Anywhere when you just wanted to sit down and get over the night before. You knew exactly where you were then - Sunday=Day of rest. Eeeh, them wuz the days.
(Rsoles, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 17:05, closed)

Spent 4 years a student there
Was great fun, except the place dies during the summer when all the students go home.
(Windy Militant, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 18:24, closed)