Two young men have walked into the pub, got their drinks and started playing Scrabble

[Sir C]

They do indeed, and I am a fan of the Coronet. Trouble is, snobby spastics refuse to go to 'spoonies because they hate mixing with the oiks.

I have been to such an establishment three times in my life:

1. A Tuesday afternoon, around 3 p.m. Swindon. Two Irish were scrapping in the middle of the floor. No one batted an eye. I left.
2. South Croydon, with b. I saw people eat... matter. Unidentifiable stuff which came from a microwave.
3. Some place near the Angel, late on a Saturday night. There were drunken Irish and I had an argument with a bin man.

Go on. Call me a snobby spastic.