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Re: Watford Game
We walked into the Witherspoons pub in the centre of Watford. Being a Real Ale man, I immeadiatly spotted a line of 6 Real Ale pumps and along with friends, made a hasty beeline for that spot by the bar. Having ordered a pint of Stella and a pint of Fosters, the conversation went like this:
Me:....And I pint of Abbot, please.
Barmaid: Sorry, that is off.
Me: OK...a pint of Flowers, then.
Barmaid: Sorry, that is off.
Me: OK...a pint of Spitfire, then.
Barmaid: Sorry, that is off.
Me: OK...a pint of Adnams, then
Barmaid: Sorry, that is off.
Me: Uhhh...a pint of Pride?
Barmaid: Sorry, that is off.
Me..what about a pint of Tetleys?
Barmaid: That's off, to. They're all off.
Moral of the story:- Watford barmaids are the thickest in the world.
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