We were always well oiled before we got there. Only time I used to feel rough in a morning, feeling dried out, was drinking keg beers like Tartan. Never had hangovers with bitters or lager.
My Great Nana used to have a bottle of Mackesons every day of her life (well presumably not her very early life, but I didn’t know her then) She lived to 97.
A ****ty pint of Tartan in a ****ty plastic glass, what's not to like at the end of the day - the only place you could go 'minesweeping' and couldn't tell whether you'd nicked a pint of beer or a pint of piss
Evidence suggests it was watered down Tartan.. Aragon Bar,Byres Rd,Glasgow unwatered version for sale(£4.05 a pint,in a Wm Youngers Tartan glass)
First time I went in a pub to order a beer when I was 15 the thing that bothered me most was being asked my age so I was just staring straight ahead. The thing I saw was Mackeson so when the landlord asked me wanted I asked for one of them. Never took to it. My cousin used to drink virtually nothing else. When his wife sadly died too young he in time met an American lass and moved to New York. How some Americans treat drinking was shown by the reaction one night when he came across a bar with Mackeson, The lass is extremely well off and moves in exalted circles. He was helpless when she told him one had said to her that gee these English fellas sure know how to drink. He had 3 Mackesons.
Dodged serious injury one night in Wine Lodge when one of those nobbly pint pots flew across the bar. My mate shouted me and I turned around just in time to see it coming and ducked.
Can remember a bag of chips (with scraps obvs) being 6d .....i.e. six old pennies pre- decimalisation = 2.5p
It's a bizarre story. His mother didn't recognise him when he was in the house but only got suspicious when she thought he looked 'the same height' as her son!
