As I've got older, I've grown to love it.
As I've got older, I've grown to love it.
I enjoy it at lunchtime, but in the evening? On the lonely businessman shift? Not so much.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
glw away tonight and I considered a trip to Bluewater for shawarma... perhaps I'll just go for the large doner instead.
Had a shawarma for lunch... a whole £3-49Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Almost never happens; If I'm alone, I simply don't eat :-\Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
Telling that your focus is on the cheapness of the dish rather than the quality #yorkshireQuote:
Originally Posted by Pokster
Take it as read that it was pure quality.... the cheapness of it just adds to the pleasureQuote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
There's shawarma in Bluewater these days? When did this happen?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
About a year ago, I guess. I haven't had a chance to try it yet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
For lunch I prefer it. For dinner not much when I went on a business trip to Vienna and LA after the first night I just had room service for the rest of the trip.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
i may have had Club sandwiches for multiple days in a row :-(
The day Porto beat Celtic in the UEFA cup final I was in a hotel in Dusseldorf, siytuated on a trading estate. I went to the lobby and bought my dinner from a vending machine. Crisps, peanuts, Snickers bars and Haribos :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by Pat Vegas
:hehe: not that strange to some of the meals I eat recently.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
The other day I ate a tin of stewed steak :-(
out of the tin :-(
cold
I think I know that place. Near the Daimler/Benz factory?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Are you a dog, P?Quote:
Originally Posted by Pat Vegas
Sometimes.Quote:
Originally Posted by redgunamo
Fair enough. It's not a bad life apparently.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pat Vegas
I'm not sure. All I recall is weeping with self-pity at the pathetic nature of my existence.Quote:
Originally Posted by redgunamo
I suppose I could have popped into the locall FKK for some company.
Did this hotel not serve food of any sort in the bar?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
I just couldn't face the thought of the table for one again. You know, the nice table, by the bogs, which comes complete with pitying glances from waiters :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
You sound like a gay. Are you a gay?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
You don’t know these people, these German waiting staff. What care you if they look awkwardly in your direction and think of you are a sad, lonely Dutch with dyed hair.
Fúck them. Just click your fingers and summon another 2 beers. Nuts even.
You should have gone Sir C. Somebody you know would have turned up and joined you. I am lead to believe this happens all the time in Tv shows such as Dallas or Dynasty.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Too many nights of it, sw. Too many lonely businessman nights in one lifetime will break any man.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
Now I send some minion to do that shít.
If he were gay he'd find someone to have dinner with.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
or engage in some other sort of activity that would take his mind off things.
I believe that's how it works.
You are Gareth CheesemanQuote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
If it's the place I'm thinking of, it's a modern, trendy joint built on the site of the area where, in the old days, they used to load Monty's sort onto trains. Just to be sure, the quarter is called the Old Slaughterhouse. Local humour, I suppose. My in-laws live not far awayQuote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
:-|
I used to hate it personally.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
12 weeks I lived in the Thistle Hotel on Central Street, like a more upmarket Irish Alan Partridge.
“Fúck me, must be great to live in a hotel” my colleagues would say.
Take away kebab maybe then by 9pm sat at the bar again, just me and the barman. On a Tuesday. Beezer.
U no dat, sw.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
Are you usggesting the gays are promiscuous, f?Quote:
Originally Posted by Pat Vegas
Bit homophobic.
The wànking, sw. You've left out all the wànking.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
Never at the bar B.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
No brother, Men are men after all.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
I am not a homosexual person. but I all of a sudden wanted some I bet it wouldn't take very long to get a piece of the action.
I worked there for 2 weeks that was enough.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
I admire a man who has a code, sw.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
When I first came to England I worked for about a year and a half at a software house in Farringdon. It was so incompetently managed that I used to take 2 hour lunches as there was so little to do. I'd go to a place called the Betsy Trotwood early doors when no one else was there and chat to the landlord and consume 3-4 pints of bitter, packet of cheese and onion crisps (as a starter), a ham sandwich with chips and on occasion a cheese board to finish.
It was during the England/Saffie test series when Atherton batted for two days, probably 96? The landlord explained test cricket to me and I developed a love for it, bitter and Coleman's mustard which I lathered all over the bread before eating my sandwich.
The good ole days :cloud9:
A cheese board, in a pub, in 1996.Quote:
Originally Posted by World's End Stella
Good lord.
It was some cheese on a plate with some savoury biscuits and a bit of bread and butter.Quote:
Originally Posted by SWv2
Cheese board may be an overstatement.
I used to play gigs downstairs at the Betsey. Great little place. Like the Hope & Anchor in Islington but even more intimate. You're basically standing in the audience.Quote:
Originally Posted by World's End Stella
Yeah loved it back then. Went back a few years ago when I was in the area and it's now a gastro pub (restaurant) effectively.Quote:
Originally Posted by Ash
May have had braised pork belly on the menu. :-|
Pork belly is tremendousQuote:
Originally Posted by World's End Stella
Yeah but it has no place in a pub. Not a proper one, anyway.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pat Vegas