Just nearly spat my pint of Stag out.
Sitting in the bar of the Bottom Ship at Porlock Weir, two guys walk in. Both big chaps. One was about 6'9" shaven headed, broken nose, covered in tattoos and built like Tyson Fury.....he went to the bar to order.
'And what would sir like?' enquired the barmaid.
'A half of lager shandy, and I'll have a Pink Gin with Lemonade thankyou.'
You just never know, these days.
Sitting in the bar of the Bottom Ship at Porlock Weir, two guys walk in. Both big chaps. One was about 6'9" shaven headed, broken nose, covered in tattoos and built like Tyson Fury.....he went to the bar to order.
'And what would sir like?' enquired the barmaid.
'A half of lager shandy, and I'll have a Pink Gin with Lemonade thankyou.'
You just never know, these days.