That's what they were doing circa 2001. At least that's what they did at the Old Ship in Hammersmith.
Being from New England, the concept of drinking outside was COMPLETELY lost on me. :)
That's what they were doing circa 2001. At least that's what they did at the Old Ship in Hammersmith.
Being from New England, the concept of drinking outside was COMPLETELY lost on me. :)
Huh. What a weird notion. I never heard of this. I was born and raised in England and I lived in London from 1981-1989. I probably drank at the Old Ship a few times. Is that one of those pubs right on the river? Oh, for an English riverside pub on a summer evening.Originally Posted by SuperChuck
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I remember "last orders" vividly. A hot sweaty pub at 10:50. The barman calls "last orders". Mad rush for the bar. 11pm and the barman calls "time". Ten minutes to finish your twenty ounce pint of "premium" lager (AKA "wife-beater" or, in Scotland, "wreck the hoose juice"), before you're turned out into the freezing cold at exactly the same time as all the other drunks from all the other pubs. Fights at the bus-stop, the chip shop, the taxi-cab ranks. Excuse me, I'm getting a little choked up here. No, it's OK, I'll be alright.
I must have been in my mid-thirties before I realized no-one would think I was gay if I didn't drain every glass of beer put in front of me. Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course!
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Hehe... My nickname in London was "The Only American Who Can Drink"Originally Posted by Corona Gigante
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Yeah, the Old Ship is right along the river not far from Chiswick. When I was there, they were very famous for their flavoured vodkas. They had this wall with like 20 or 30 different flavoured vodkas behind the bar counter...
I used to work for TWI (as in Trans World Sport) by the Hogarth Roundabout in Chiswick. On serious pub nights, we'd take the walk down to the Ship, but if we just needed a beer, there's a pub next to the Fullers Brewery down there... Fox and Hound or something...
I still miss it sometimes...
I generally drink around E1 (Whitechaple and Shoreditch) as it's near work, and I have many a time left the pub with a full pint and had no problem. Pubs where I did most of my younger drinking (Dorset) used to sell 2 pint carry out cartons (like a milk carton), used to spill all down my shirt everytime.
I thought it was a tampon joke!
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