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|Under Rochester Pier?|
|Last night in the Coopers Arms, rapidly becoming my local, a guy halts immediately in front of me and announces: "My feet have stopped working. That doesn't make me a bad person."
He was serious.
Then the bloke at the adjoining table leans over and asks the question that there is no safe answer to: "How old do you think the lady is?"
This pub needs a Dylan Thomas to sit in a corner, taking notes for a 21st century version of Under Milk Wood. Perhaps 'Under Rochester Pier'.
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