One Saturday late afternoon last year - we decided to leave the comfort and banter of the White Hart (public Bar)
We drifted down the street - to what shall remain an unknown pub destination. ( pub X ). The bar front requires a lick of paint - however peeled paint adds to the character. Their was about Ten folk in the long bar - that immediately confronts the customer. The folk looked - if you pardon the expression rough and ready - poor ish.
I noticed that at least three single women in the bar - sitting separately and judging by their demeanour happy with the drink. They where obviously not out to pick up men. if you know what I mean. The bar was Spartan in comparison to White Hart. However the atmosphere was amicable and welcoming. Everyone knew everyone else this much was evident - by the sometimes colourful banter shouted from table to bar. Two boxes of assorted crisps - stood by the end of the bar above the selected nuts. both roasted and salted.
The bar person was friendly - with an easy smile - as where the customers. The questions start to fly - hello how are you - did I see you here a couple of weeks back - what do you work at - what is your name - mines so and so - how do you do. The gents toilet is a site to behold - however it was clean enough - and served it's purpose.
Mind you when the bar person decided to lock the front door - I didn't know what was happening - I believe it's known locally - as a lock in. Great stuff and in my opinion an honour - imagine our sheer delight when the ashtrays revealed themselves from under the bar. 10 out of 10 pub X.
As we hope to visit some time in Easter - I will report on my findings of another bar - in Campbeltown.