I was 15 the very first time I went in a pub (excluding the cricket club bars I, er, drank in after a match) - The Rising Sun in Brentwood.
I had 25p on me (1975) and didn't know how much a pint was (it was cheaper at the cricket club) so I asked for a half to be on the safe side!
Unfortunately I was only familiar with light and bitter!
To the barman's credit he replied, 'We don't do halves of light and bitter', so I immediately and bravely asked for a pint!
It cost 22p!
Another mate of mine, on
his very first time in a pub (aged 16), coolly said, 'Hello barman, pint of the usual, please!'
Any pub-moment stories?