The Oldies Thread

In the 1980's we took some middle class friends from London, to Yates's.

I think it was the one that used to be opposite to Moorfield's station.

God knows what they were expecting?

One guy was talking to the table, 2 others were rolling on the deck, and a lady with pink hair, kept raising her glass, and calling out 'Cheer's My Dears'.

They honestly thought they could get a nice chilled Chardonnay, and not the doc of Aussie White they had to neck.

That's when town had a bit of authentic character!
 
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Health tip for us oldies, number 461.

COMPLETELY ELIMANTING OR CUTTING DOWN ON CAFFIENE INTAKE.

For the last few weeks, cut my coffee intake to one cup in the morning.

Decaf coffee and teabags or water based soft drinks for the rest of the day.

Immediate benefits.

(1) Sleeping much better.

(2) Less narky.

(3) Not having to run to the loo for a Sir Arthur Bliss every 5 minutes.

(4) Just generally feeling better.
 
I still love Mateus Rose and prawn cocktail!
I took a posh girl out on a first date c1976, nice restaurant. The waiter gives me the wine list with a kind of “I dare you!” look. Not knowing what I’m doing I ask said lovely if there was anything she liked; “Have they got any Anjou?” she asks. No, I reply, having looked for something beginning with “O”.
“Allow me” says smug waiter who had been hovering/eavesdropping nearby pointing out where it was. Git.
I later compounded the felony by putting a whole lemon segment from my scampi in a basket in my mouth which was a bit of a shock.
Needless to say, no more dates with her.
 
In the 1980's we took some middle class friends from London, to Yates's.

I think it was the one that used to be opposite to Moorfield's station.

God knows what they were expecting?

One guy was talking to the table, 2 others were rolling on the deck, and a lady with pink hair, kept raising her glass, and calling out 'Cheer's My Dears'.

They honestly thought they could get a nice chilled Chardonnay, and not the doc of Aussie White they had to neck.

That's when town had a bit of authentic character!
Help me here please. Is it my imagination or could it possibly be because I had one too many Sydney Syrups?
I'm sure that there was one central cashier in a booth. Money was sent to him via a pulley system and change returned that way. There was definitely sawdust on the floor or was I imagining that as well?
 
Help me here please. Is it my imagination or could it possibly be because I had one too many Sydney Syrups?
I'm sure that there was one central cashier in a booth. Money was sent to him via a pulley system and change returned that way. There was definitely sawdust on the floor or was I imagining that as well?

Deffo sawdust, and those massive barrels behind the counter.

Signs about no spitting on the floor, and you could be right about the bizarre payment system.
 
I remember in the office, about 1960, during lunch time, five or six girls in the office were having a discussion about 'what is scampi'. I can't remember if anyone knew but I do remember one of the suggestions - bananas dipped in batter and fried. Chicken in basket was the height of sophistication in those days.
 
I took a posh girl out on a first date c1976, nice restaurant. The waiter gives me the wine list with a kind of “I dare you!” look. Not knowing what I’m doing I ask said lovely if there was anything she liked; “Have they got any Anjou?” she asks. No, I reply, having looked for something beginning with “O”.
“Allow me” says smug waiter who had been hovering/eavesdropping nearby pointing out where it was. Git.
I later compounded the felony by putting a whole lemon segment from my scampi in a basket in my mouth which was a bit of a shock.
Needless to say, no more dates with her.
That's class. My husband and I many years ago went to The Lake District for a weekend. Our original hotel mucked up the booking so when we got there they had booked us into a different hotel nearby. It still remains the poshest place I have ever stayed in. My little Ford Escort looked totally out of place amongst the Bentleys and Jags. We went for dinner, 7.30pm in the bar for 8pm service. No wine list, they just asked what wine did we want. They must have had everything. No clue. My drink of choice those days was Blue Nun! So we ordered...a bottle of Lambrusco. ? ? I still to this day cringe when I think about it!
 
That's class. My husband and I many years ago went to The Lake District for a weekend. Our original hotel mucked up the booking so when we got there they had booked us into a different hotel nearby. It still remains the poshest place I have ever stayed in. My little Ford Escort looked totally out of place amongst the Bentleys and Jags. We went for dinner, 7.30pm in the bar for 8pm service. No wine list, they just asked what wine did we want. They must have had everything. No clue. My drink of choice those days was Blue Nun! So we ordered...a bottle of Lambrusco. ? ? I still to this day cringe when I think about it!
I hope you asked for pint glasses!:D
 
Deffo sawdust, and those massive barrels behind the counter.

Signs about no spitting on the floor, and you could be right about the bizarre payment system.
Good, I'm not completely losing it. Forgot about the barrels. Can't ever forget my first schooner of Aussie White that's for sure. Definitely earned its nickname it was that dense.
 
Health tip for us oldies, number 461.

COMPLETELY ELIMANTING OR CUTTING DOWN ON CAFFIENE INTAKE.

For the last few weeks, cut my coffee intake to one cup in the morning.

Decaf coffee and teabags or water based soft drinks for the rest of the day.

Immediate benefits.

(1) Sleeping much better.

(2) Less narky.

(3) Not having to run to the loo for a Sir Arthur Bliss every 5 minutes.

(4) Just generally feeling better.
I have been caffeine free since last January. Totally agree with the above.
 
Health tip for us oldies, number 461.

COMPLETELY ELIMANTING OR CUTTING DOWN ON CAFFIENE INTAKE.

For the last few weeks, cut my coffee intake to one cup in the morning.

Decaf coffee and teabags or water based soft drinks for the rest of the day.

Immediate benefits.

(1) Sleeping much better.

(2) Less narky.

(3) Not having to run to the loo for a Sir Arthur Bliss every 5 minutes.

(4) Just generally feeling better.
Decaf coffee had an immediate effect on (3) for me.
 

That's class. My husband and I many years ago went to The Lake District for a weekend. Our original hotel mucked up the booking so when we got there they had booked us into a different hotel nearby. It still remains the poshest place I have ever stayed in. My little Ford Escort looked totally out of place amongst the Bentleys and Jags. We went for dinner, 7.30pm in the bar for 8pm service. No wine list, they just asked what wine did we want. They must have had everything. No clue. My drink of choice those days was Blue Nun! So we ordered...a bottle of Lambrusco. ? ? I still to this day cringe when I think about it!

Blue Nun…the posh drink for us plebs…. do they still make it ?…….
 

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