Finally closed for refurb. Team Hurley stripped the place within a couple of hours, no remnant of furniture or memorabilia to remind us of past squabbles and alcohol induced merriment remains. Passionate words spoken on every subject from politics to wars to the state of the carpet are but echoes in an empty shell once known as THE CLUB, it remains to be seen if this now defunct establishment is actually the sum of its members or the sum of its accommodation, facilities and views. Various suggestions and arrangements have been made to facilitate the uninterrupted continuance of social intercourse, however the nominated venue has yet to prove an attraction to die hards who are casting around old watering holes in a slightly pathetic attempt to rediscover a lost youth. Favourite bar maids have moved on, favourite landlords are dead, in short "things ain't what they used to be"
Yeah... and usually only two members doing all the bloody talking. So even decamping for one last hoorah to the inland country Philleigh, couldn't spare me being talked at, talked over and talked down. I even tried raising the voice and that didn't bloody work either ! Coupled with £8 for a glass of red wine and a pint of working class ale, I won't try again. Love the company of course, but things just aren't what they used to be....
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ReplyDeleteAny way of deleting that bloody awful photo of the old sailing club ?
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