Popped out for a spot of lunch yesterday and as I was driving and had a few night before, just had a pint of shandy. On the bill the half a lager was 2.70 and the half of lemonade was 3 quid
Popped out for a spot of lunch yesterday and as I was driving and had a few night before, just had a pint of shandy. On the bill the half a lager was 2.70 and the half of lemonade was 3 quid
The pub (restaurant?) will have been delighted when you asked for a shandy. The cash margin on the lager element will have been about 6p, whilst the lemonade bit would have been about £2.40.
Sadly that's the result of successive governments (all colours) approach to alcohol duty.
In the last budget the government announced, with fanfare, how they would be supporting pubs by cutting duty on draught beer by 1,7%, whilst increasing duty in line with inflation for bottles and cans.
This magnanimous gesture reduced the cost of a pint by 1p. At the same time the rest of the budget resulted in increased operating costs and therefore higher prices.
We should not be annoyed at the pubs, but at the last 30 years of government for the impact successive legislation has had on pubs viability.
This morning near Crossharbour Station in the Isle of Dogs, they are setting up a Christmas market!
That's got to be a record!
And bloody annoying.
Apparently Magic FM has a separate station called Magic Christmas which is playing songs from now until the day. Makes me sick to the stomach.
Consumerism gone made. Absolutely nothing to do with the religious origins. Not that I care about that side of it either. Maybe the end of civilisation would be good. Start again and have another go.
People’s inability to keep their mouth shut for an extended period of time.
Went to see Aladdin on Broadway Sunday and had the whole fantastic experience slightly tarnished by 3 women behind us who couldn’t stay quiet.
2nd scene was Jasmine talking to the Sultan about not wanting an arranged marriage to which Shaniqua behind started clicking her fingers and ‘mmmmm hmmmm girlfriend’ to.
Every opening of the curtain was meant with ‘woahhhh’, even my little girl was giving me the side eye on how annoying they were.
Then to top it off, one of them had the audacity to shhhhh people when ‘a whole new world’ come on. I had to actually turn round and say you got some neck, which she actually did cos she was easily 20 stone.
I know that they have reduced the number of days that they deliver second class mail, but they are supposed to deliver 1st class mail the next day. There seems to be no interest in doing that at all, despite the big increase in the cost of a 1st class stamp. It seems that the only time you get any mail is if you have a parcel delivered.
I've been expecting an item which would have been sent 1st class last week, it didn't come last Thursday, which was the last day we had any post at all on my road. No sign of any post yet today. It's not the fault of the staff, our postman is great, but the management are doing a terrible job.
Cats that bring in half dead creatures, play with them, get bored and leave them to crawl under something and die. We’ve had the odd rat under the bed that starts decomposing but at least we can remove them. Little Gracie’s latest victim has somehow died behind the kitchen cupboard under the sink. We noticed a small whiff but the bloody thing was stuck somewhere between the cupboard and the outside wall where it couldn’t be reached. We’ve endured days of the awful smell plus a lovely sight of maggots all over the kitchen floor first thing in the morning. Got a hen in to help get rid of the maggots but obviously some escaped and are now back as flies.
I was going to google how to get rid of the smell of rotting flesh but …..
Businesses that have different names on their shopfronts to those that appear on banking statements. Thought I'd been scammed when I saw an Ice Cream Parlour on my credit card statement. Turns out it was a pub. Nothing to see here.
When I’m lying in shavasana trying to chill and all I can think of, ‘why the bloody hell do they make us have kick offs at 1230 on a Saturday? Ain’t no way I can have the cottage ready by then ffs!’
Special place in hell for cnuts that push in late on a motorway turn off, Danson in particular. Wait 10 mins to turn off and some dickwad cuts in right at the last minute, even stopping traffic in the follow on lane.
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That's got to be a record!
And bloody annoying.
Sadly that's the result of successive governments (all colours) approach to alcohol duty.
In the last budget the government announced, with fanfare, how they would be supporting pubs by cutting duty on draught beer by 1,7%, whilst increasing duty in line with inflation for bottles and cans.
This magnanimous gesture reduced the cost of a pint by 1p. At the same time the rest of the budget resulted in increased operating costs and therefore higher prices.
We should not be annoyed at the pubs, but at the last 30 years of government for the impact successive legislation has had on pubs viability.
It happens with my kids, too. It's not their birthday and they need to learn to deal with it.
Went to see Aladdin on Broadway Sunday and had the whole fantastic experience slightly tarnished by 3 women behind us who couldn’t stay quiet.
I know that they have reduced the number of days that they deliver second class mail, but they are supposed to deliver 1st class mail the next day. There seems to be no interest in doing that at all, despite the big increase in the cost of a 1st class stamp. It seems that the only time you get any mail is if you have a parcel delivered.
I've been expecting an item which would have been sent 1st class last week, it didn't come last Thursday, which was the last day we had any post at all on my road. No sign of any post yet today. It's not the fault of the staff, our postman is great, but the management are doing a terrible job.
We’ve had the odd rat under the bed that starts decomposing but at least we can remove them. Little Gracie’s latest victim has somehow died behind the kitchen cupboard under the sink. We noticed a small whiff but the bloody thing was stuck somewhere between the cupboard and the outside wall where it couldn’t be reached. We’ve endured days of the awful smell plus a lovely sight of maggots all over the kitchen floor first thing in the morning. Got a hen in to help get rid of the maggots but obviously some escaped and are now back as flies.
I ordered a black americano the other day and it came with a lettuce leaf FFS
I know they’re trying to encourage eating more healthily but to me, Salad is like green kryptonite to Superman.
What’s next, Apple Crumble and Salad!
Just stop it, if I want f ing salad, I’ll ask for it.