The wife’s favourite programme, just watching it tonight and a hotel/pub near Wembley was featured called ‘The Green Man’ and the wife said we’d been there.
She showed me the programme and she was right…we’d been stopping at a big hotel near to Wembley used by airline crews, but we got a bit bored with it so ventured up the hill to the Green Man, but it was one of those pubs where when you walked in and everybody turned their heads and stared at you….a bit itchy scratchy ….so we gave it 15 minutes and left
Fame at last

been in quite a few places like that and not all in wales by a long way. even my local in norfolk was so bad as we only went in for the quiz nights and once i was greeted with the words, what are you doing in our pub. joke or not but an odd sense of humour if it was. still beat the buggers but they changed the format in the next one to make it more of a quiz on modern music and films. at least they never forgot us.

Problem I had with music rounds is I knew nothing about music from after the 60s and I couldn’t remember the ones before.

In 2010, four of us were in Caterham in January and the weather was really bad, snow was predicted and trains were being taken off etc and everyone else had been called back so we decided to jump ship and head home…..Up the M11 it was a blizzard nightmare and took a road off to get something to eat in this village in deepest Cambridgeshire…talk about going back in time …all that was missing was the smocks and pitch forks…went to the bar to order food…apparently the menu was crisps and nuts even though they were serving food ….y’know when you get the feeling your not welcome….we departed save for one who eventually came out with a smile on his face calling them all the way back…..allegedly he pissed in the liquid soap dispenser…and I didn’t find it hard to believe shall we say.

If you ever get chance to play at Wembley The Green Man is one of the pubs allocated to a set of fans. It was our pub for the trophy final.

I stayed in digs in Bognor Regis 50 odd years ago when I was working there, it was glorious Goodwood, searched high and low eventually found a boarding house run by an old Polish woman. She showed me the room,4 beds and shared bathroom with a board over the bath so you couldn’t have a bath. I went out for beer and food and when I come back she had only stuck a 5th bed in the room ! I went down for breakfast, she was doing fry ups with a cigarette hanging from her mouth, no thanks I am not hungry.
Fortunately I was doing a fire alarm installation in a hotel and although the owner initially hated the fact I was working in his hotel during high season he offered me a decent deal in a single room,TBH we became drinking buddies after that. I am sure he was filling me full of drink so I didn’t start too early in the morning drilling holes etc.

when i worked for national express the job consisted of nights away. most of these digs were fine apart from in london where i always phoned em up saying i would not be staying and went to the sally army hostel instead. at least it was clean and got a decent breakfast.

When I was an apprentice the older married Electricians always looked for the cheapest option so they could have more beer money. One set of digs I stayed in Hemel Hempstead served up fish fingers and spaghetti for breakfast !

"If you ever"..that's a low blow mr loan star. ..wish i'd thought of that

"If you ever"..that's a low blow mr loan star. ..wish i'd thought of that

Thai street food or a good old English fry up..i know which one i'd prefer.

Blakey-On the Buses....what a laugh he was.

I’ve never been to a hotel in London that was ok …..I just me and the wife we used to get there, tube up to Barking and stay with family.

I've stayed in a lot of good hotels in London, The Cavendish, The Russel Hotel, but the best was the time we stayed in The Ritz!!

Was it in your usual suite M’Lud….?

Poached egg on toast for me, no fry ups or street food for me, I have a great in house cook, me !

fried egg and beans on toast for me but cooked at home. like a good old fry up breakfast from the headland cafe or blondies at blackhall on a match day.

I had a chicken balti pie at the match on Saturday. Not bad.

Bri-nylon sheets in a seedy hotel in Blackpool

Funny how tastes change…my breakfast is sour dough with either tomato or boiled beetroot.

that will stop the dogs begging for treets of the table.