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I agree with all of the above and what Xenia has written. The demonisation of our youngsters as far as drinking goes I believe is a major factor in the death of the local pub. Years ago we could drink underage without too much of a problem, you were supervised by people who knew your parents and you did not fall out of line, if you did everyone in the area knew about it. In my area it was a sin not to know your limit and the stigma of 'not being able to take your ale' was a curse that was never lifted. Today anyone caught buying a drink for an under 18 can be fined up to 5k. Think about that for a 19 year old that could equate to a years minimum wage.

 

So we end up with kids in parks drinking cider and toying with drugs, with no older, wiser role models to show them the rules of pub going. When they are eventually old enough to venture into a bar, they have no idea how to behave, they are usually in big groups and create problems with other customers. The pub as a local is dead unless we stop the greed of the pub companies and stop being daft with our youngsters. Advertising I know but you can read more on this in my book, a section of which is free to read on amazon.

 

http://www.deathoftheregular.com

 

Gary

 

One of the things that really irritates me is when the apologists for drug misuse equate drinking in a controlled environment, such as used to happen, with drugs misuse today.

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I am not an apologist for drug misuse.

 

http://www.deathoftheregular.com

 

Sorry I was not trying to suggest you were. I expressed myself badly. I meant that when illegal drugs are discussed alcholhol is classed in the same category. I fully accept that when abused, booze is very destructive, but when consumed in a pub, under the supervision of an old fashioned landlord we were not subject to the displays of bad behaviour we are now.

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Sorry I was not trying to suggest you were. I expressed myself badly. I meant that when illegal drugs are discussed alcholhol is classed in the same category. I fully accept that when abused, booze is very destructive, but when consumed in a pub, under the supervision of an old fashioned landlord we were not subject to the displays of bad behaviour we are now.

 

Remember that drug taking as we class it today is nearly as old as brewing beer. Its all subjective and dependent on which point in history we are talking about.

 

I stick to my original point that we are in danger of alienating younsters from the local pub, and its a shame.

 

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Sheffield Landlords and Landladies Past

Whitbread Pubs - Early 70's

 

1. Minerva.

 

I was a regular in this pub. Ron was landlord and he spent his time telling customers about his time in the Desert Rats but the dates didn't fit in. He seemed a decent bloke though. His Mrs was called Cath (?) and she spent her time chatting with one particular customer, Daryl (Darrel). There was a nice pinball machine in this pub and when you had played a game you moved to let the next person play and replays won were shared and so everybody was happy. Songs often played on the jukebox were If Not For You - Olivia Newton - John, The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down - Loan Baez, India Wants Me - R. Dean Taylor.

 

2. Barley Corn.

 

Jim and Pat Finch ran this pub that had the air hockey table in it. I have witnessed on a few occasions the puck flying from the table to break beer glasses. This pub had a few ladies of the night as customers, two of them looking almost like twin sisters. They had platinum blonde hair, white furry looking coats and kinky, white boots and one of them was called Josie. Another one I remember was dubbed Cocoa44's. There was also a load of 'ducky's' in this pub, so it was advisable to stand with your back against a wall. Jim and Pat later moved to the Old Harrow on White Lane Gleadless/ Basegreen and they were guddun's. The Jackson 5 were often heard from the jukebox with songs like, ABC and I'll Be There.

 

3. Albert.

 

Doug and Beryl Davidson were in charge at this watering hole and they were fantabulous people. Doug was very kind and friendly and also called the male customers brother. I loved the sandwiches in cellophane at the bar but I didn't love the outside bogs. The pinball was named Doozy and it was easy to win replays.

I remember Me and Bobby McGee - Janis Joplin and Brown Sugar - Rolling Stones on the music box.

 

4. Foresters.

 

In charge were Bill and Maggie Stewart who were like uncle and auntie to me. They were always polite to everyone and they kept the pub clean and shiny. Maggie always had her white blonde hair stacked up high like a Mr. Whippy ice cream and Bill wore impressive looking gold framed specs. Both were always immaculately clothed. I remember a man called Stan (?) in a short barbers type jacket, collecting glasses and his other duty was to loud throated call last orders and to call time. The Foresters was the pub where I drank my first pint when I was 15 in 1969. When Bill and Maggie finally left the Foresters it was rumoured that they had been caught taking money from customers after time was called. I recall the songs Somethings Burnin' and Ruby Don't Take Your Love To Town by Kenny Rogers and the First Edition on the music machine.

 

5. Raven.

 

Lol and Madge Flood managed this boozer and I nipped in some dinner times because I worked next door at Neville Watts Ironmongers. I remember they had a gym or boxing ring upstairs. In the long room at dinner time totally on my own it was great to hear loudly coming from the jukebox songs like Bridge Over Troubled Water from Simon and Garfunkel (Carbuncle) and Big Yellow Taxi by Joni Mitchell. Not forgetting the whitened spare tyre around the dart board.

 

I drank Whitbread Trophy in those days and for a change would sometimes imbibe (T) Whitbread (W) Tankard or Forest Brown.

The Sortsman at Hackenthorpe still sells 'Trophy' and it tastes lovely I recommend it.

 

In those days drinkers got a full pint unlike today. It's like buying a pack of 20 fags and finding only 18 inside. The bitter had the right temperature and not the damned ice-cold stuff served up (or down) today. I also don't drink so called 'Real Ale' because i'm not convinced about the quality of the water.

 

Nice thread Crookesey.

 

HI Zakes, only today seen your thread and although its about the famous Whitbread pubs we all remember so well, I was interested to note that you worked for Neville Watts and, a couple of years ago, I posted a thread on them asking about the types of vans used by them and their livery. Can you remember anything about these vehicles?

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