Been in London with Mrs D and popped in the Daylight at Petts Wood for a nightcap before going home.
Pint of Neckoil and a G&T please squire.
And this is what both were served in. Plastic glasses on a Sat night at 9pm. Sorry but why?! To be fair, every other punter had a plastic glass in their hand or on the table in front of them but I didn't get an answer out of the barman when I asked.
£14.20 for the record. Should I be peeved or are plastic glasses at peak time on a Sat now the norm?
Our band had an afternoon gig there in the car park yesterday afternoon for the switch on of the Christmas lights, Everyone had a plastic glass then. It might have been they had too many of those bloody glasses and they wanted to get rid of them 😀.
Yep, spoke to my neighbour today who is very much invovled with the PWDRA and apparently the pub decided plastic was in order all day due to the large number of expected takeouts, which makes some sense.
I would have politely asked for the drinks to be put in a glass, if refused I would have walked out and gone to the spoons over the road.
Been in London with Mrs D and popped in the Daylight at Petts Wood for a nightcap before going home.
Pint of Neckoil and a G&T please squire.
And this is what both were served in. Plastic glasses on a Sat night at 9pm. Sorry but why?! To be fair, every other punter had a plastic glass in their hand or on the table in front of them but I didn't get an answer out of the barman when I asked.
£14.20 for the record. Should I be peeved or are plastic glasses at peak time on a Sat now the norm?
Our band had an afternoon gig there in the car park yesterday afternoon for the switch on of the Christmas lights, Everyone had a plastic glass then. It might have been they had too many of those bloody glasses and they wanted to get rid of them 😀.
Yep, spoke to my neighbour today who is very much invovled with the PWDRA and apparently the pub decided plastic was in order all day due to the large number of expected takeouts, which makes some sense.
That cup looks very much like you get in German stadiums, when you pay a deposit on it which gets refunded later (or you can take it home as a souvenir).
Been in London with Mrs D and popped in the Daylight at Petts Wood for a nightcap before going home.
Pint of Neckoil and a G&T please squire.
And this is what both were served in. Plastic glasses on a Sat night at 9pm. Sorry but why?! To be fair, every other punter had a plastic glass in their hand or on the table in front of them but I didn't get an answer out of the barman when I asked.
£14.20 for the record. Should I be peeved or are plastic glasses at peak time on a Sat now the norm?
Our band had an afternoon gig there in the car park yesterday afternoon for the switch on of the Christmas lights, Everyone had a plastic glass then. It might have been they had too many of those bloody glasses and they wanted to get rid of them 😀.
Yep, spoke to my neighbour today who is very much invovled with the PWDRA and apparently the pub decided plastic was in order all day due to the large number of expected takeouts, which makes some sense.
I would have politely asked for the drinks to be put in a glass, if refused I would have walked out and gone to the spoons over the road.
I believe The Rose and Crown Welling has closed down ? every time I go past it has the blinds down and has for a couple of weeks now, cant say i ever went in there much but did attend a birthday party there once, shame to see another Welling pub go
Isn’t owned by the person who also has the oak in Charlton?
Yeah the same person owned both the Oak and Rose but both have been sold now.
I normally go to the the rose of denamrk before matches these days, is the Oak still open ? I thought a father and son bought it ?
Good, I used to quite like the Oak and on occasion went there for the early kick off before Charlton, in recent years i found it too busy to even get a pint in and resorted with a number of others to just buying cans across the road, hence moved to the Rose of Denmark pre match.
I believe The Rose and Crown Welling has closed down ? every time I go past it has the blinds down and has for a couple of weeks now, cant say i ever went in there much but did attend a birthday party there once, shame to see another Welling pub go
Isn’t owned by the person who also has the oak in Charlton?
Yeah the same person owned both the Oak and Rose but both have been sold now.
I normally go to the the rose of denamrk before matches these days, is the Oak still open ? I thought a father and son bought it ?
the father owned the rose and crown and the son owned the oak also from memory owned somewhere in bexleyheath blend i think.
Good, I used to quite like the Oak and on occasion went there for the early kick off before Charlton, in recent years i found it too busy to even get a pint in and resorted with a number of others to just buying cans across the road, hence moved to the Rose of Denmark pre match.
Good, I used to quite like the Oak and on occasion went there for the early kick off before Charlton, in recent years i found it too busy to even get a pint in and resorted with a number of others to just buying cans across the road, hence moved to the Rose of Denmark pre match.
"Buying cans across the road"
NEVER slag off a Wetherspoons again
#zerocredibilitynow
I didn't drink them, I only bought them to throw at the peasantry
Just to let everyone know i will be in attendance tonight either in fanzone or crossbars, in case anyone wants to buy me a drink, shake my hand or have a photo with me. I may even answer some questions you no doubt have for me. See you there.
Just to let everyone know i will be in attendance tonight either in fanzone or crossbars, in case anyone wants to buy me a drink, shake my hand or have a photo with me. I may even answer some questions you no doubt have for me. See you there.
The strangest of things happened this weekend, I went in to a Wetherspoons for breakfast. I found myself in the darkest depths of Bexleyheath as daughter (lets call her Petunia) was invited to a bowling alley party, I needed to take my youngest (Hugo-Tarquin) for breakfast.
Long story short i asked one of the inhabitants of Bexleyheath where the nearest Gails bakery was but he responded by saying "wotzit mate, we dont ave those sorta fings round ere" so i grabbed little Hugo-Tarquin and ran.
I found an establishment called the "The Furze Wren", there were some slightly nicer looking places but this has the benefit that i could order through an app and not talk to anyone, so i dropped in and ordered breakfast (I did consider indulging in a tipple but i found their champagne list lacking). Though i must say the food was cooked and at 11am on Saturday their was zero vomit or blood on the floor. Anyway we finished our breakfast and I loaded the children in the car to drive away from "the 'eath" as fast as i could, i actually ran through 7 red lights but have resolved to consider those tickets as a tax to escape faster.
The strangest of things happened this weekend, I went in to a Wetherspoons for breakfast. I found myself in the darkest depths of Bexleyheath as daughter (lets call her Petunia) was invited to a bowling alley party, I needed to take my youngest (Hugo-Tarquin) for breakfast.
Long story short i asked one of the inhabitants of Bexleyheath where the nearest Gails bakery was but he responded by saying "wotzit mate, we dont ave those sorta fings round ere" so i grabbed little Hugo-Tarquin and ran.
I found an establishment called the "The Furze Wren", there were some slightly nicer looking places but this has the benefit that i could order through an app and not talk to anyone, so i dropped in and ordered breakfast (I did consider indulging in a tipple but i found their champagne list lacking). Though i must say the food was cooked and at 11am on Saturday their was zero vomit or blood on the floor. Anyway we finished our breakfast and I loaded the children in the car to drive away from "the 'eath" as fast as i could, i actually ran through 7 red lights but have resolved to consider those tickets as a tax to escape faster.
All in all not so bad and a solid 6/10.
I think the nearest Gail’s, believe it or not is in Woolwich.
The strangest of things happened this weekend, I went in to a Wetherspoons for breakfast. I found myself in the darkest depths of Bexleyheath as daughter (lets call her Petunia) was invited to a bowling alley party, I needed to take my youngest (Hugo-Tarquin) for breakfast.
Long story short i asked one of the inhabitants of Bexleyheath where the nearest Gails bakery was but he responded by saying "wotzit mate, we dont ave those sorta fings round ere" so i grabbed little Hugo-Tarquin and ran.
I found an establishment called the "The Furze Wren", there were some slightly nicer looking places but this has the benefit that i could order through an app and not talk to anyone, so i dropped in and ordered breakfast (I did consider indulging in a tipple but i found their champagne list lacking). Though i must say the food was cooked and at 11am on Saturday their was zero vomit or blood on the floor. Anyway we finished our breakfast and I loaded the children in the car to drive away from "the 'eath" as fast as i could, i actually ran through 7 red lights but have resolved to consider those tickets as a tax to escape faster.
All in all not so bad and a solid 6/10.
Consider yourself now a better man.
In later life Hugo will thank you for this life changing visit. However, you must tell him that when he's in a spoons with his mates he must tell them he cannot be addressed as Hugo. You only get a John, a Paul, a Steve, or a Mick in there. He'll get a slap for being thought of as middle class.
I had thought that you would have popped into TK Maxx next door but that is probably beyond you, Lacoste and Dolce can only be bought in Regent Street and the like.
Not sure if mentioned before but The Angelsea in Woolwich closed its doors for the last time on Sunday. Another victim to developers, apparently will be converted to full residential. Had a bit of Charlton memorabilia on the walls.
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I would have politely asked for the drinks to be put in a glass, if refused I would have walked out and gone to the spoons over the road.
NEVER slag off a Wetherspoons again
#zerocredibilitynow
Celebrating today's great result.
The strangest of things happened this weekend, I went in to a Wetherspoons for breakfast. I found myself in the darkest depths of Bexleyheath as daughter (lets call her Petunia) was invited to a bowling alley party, I needed to take my youngest (Hugo-Tarquin) for breakfast.
Long story short i asked one of the inhabitants of Bexleyheath where the nearest Gails bakery was but he responded by saying "wotzit mate, we dont ave those sorta fings round ere" so i grabbed little Hugo-Tarquin and ran.
I found an establishment called the "The Furze Wren", there were some slightly nicer looking places but this has the benefit that i could order through an app and not talk to anyone, so i dropped in and ordered breakfast (I did consider indulging in a tipple but i found their champagne list lacking). Though i must say the food was cooked and at 11am on Saturday their was zero vomit or blood on the floor. Anyway we finished our breakfast and I loaded the children in the car to drive away from "the 'eath" as fast as i could, i actually ran through 7 red lights but have resolved to consider those tickets as a tax to escape faster.
All in all not so bad and a solid 6/10.