Me dad gans on about the good 'old' days when they had a piano player/singer in pubs, he liked Hylton castle he would be driven there and back in a reliant regal at 50 mph by my uncle and they were both pissed coming back ! (1960's/70's them days you could get away with it) one day he took a corner a tad too fast and they wound up in a ditch, but them cars were easy to lift thankfully. My dad also fell down stairs one night he was ok though. He met the famous boxer jack casey one night and bumped into Bobby Thompson in a bog another !. He said Germany is the best for boozers.
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