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Do you reckon everybody else will be perfectly safe in there?
Depends.
I use to go into rough local pubs as a student with some of my female mates. A group of my female mates made the mistake of doing this with one of the blokes in a pub we had been in before - they didn't make that mistake again.
Then again when I was a student in a different place there were loads of squaddies around. If you went into the local pubs and nightclubs as a female even if you kept your eyes on the ground, the local women would find away to launch an attack on one of you, there as all the male students were fine.
"You’re just a bad memory who doesn’t know when to go away" JR
This reminds me of home - the carnage of the Welsh valleys where I grew up. 1 nightclub, several different rugby teams, couple of biker gangs and a town with a huge drug problem. I do not think I ever went out on a Friday or Saturday without seeing at least 1 fight. They had to turn the music off once and the lights on whilst a barmaid gave someone CPR after he got a stamping from an ex bouncer, a mate got his skull fractured when he was mistaken for being a member of a non local rugby team, another friend got jumped by four guys as he was making a phone call and is now in a wheelchair.
My grand total is that I have been at knife point once, a broken bottle inches from my face once and I have been at gun point 3 separate times.
I moved to live in Portsmouth for a year or so and loved to go clubbing on the docks with the sailors etc. It was so much less dangerous than being back at home!
I spent a lot of my adult life in rough pubs. I prefer them to restaurants , clubs etc. It just seems more real to me, less pretentious and you can actually get a good laugh and a good conversation.
You can also get a valuable commodity
- peace.
If you sit yourself down in a corner, few beers and a sudukio- you will never be disturbed.
The trick in rough pubs is to keep yer gob shut. be sociable when required, otherwise - shut it.
You are a guest in someone else's territory. walk soft but carry a big stick
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If you sit yourself down in a corner, few beers and a sudukio- you will never be disturbed.
The trick in rough pubs is to keep yer gob shut. be sociable when required, otherwise - shut it.
You are a guest in someone else's territory. walk soft but carry a big stick
+1. About twenty years ago I was in a city I'd never been to before. As I'd hitched there and made excellent time, the friend I was supposed to meet wasn't due for a while, so I ambled about the centre a bit and went in what seemed like an OK pub.
I got a pint and sat in the corner, reading the Grauniad, for an hour or so. I got the impression some of the locals at the bar were looking over at me and muttering among themselves occasionally, but I didn't get any hassle. When it was time to meet up with my friend I folded up the paper, took my empty glass back to the bar, thanked the barmaid, and left.
Meeting up with my friend a few minutes later I told them where I'd been. They were stunned, and explained to me that it was the watering hole and de facto headquarters of the city's NF/BNP contingent
Still, at least I had the right initials
And, returning to EO's point: I realised that the locals were probably wondering WTF a Grauniad reader was doing in their pub but, once they grasped that I was just an anomaly passing through, they left me in peace.
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