I met Simon this afternoon. We had planned on finding a pub to watch the Championship Play Off Final. The Weston pub was closed, and The New Crown wasn’t showing any football, so we ventured across the river into BA2 and decided to check out The Golden Fleece.
The Fleece was showing the football, but annoyingly when Simon tried to buy a beer, he was refused as he wasn’t carrying any ID. I gave it a go, I too was refused. Bastards. I’m a little used to this harsh treatment, having been IDed by both Coopers and Sainsbury’s in recent months, but I expected better from Simon. Needless to say, we won’t be going there again.
At half time we took our youthful looks elsewhere to find a pub where we would be able to drink alcohol without prejudice. All the pubs in Twerton High Street were closed too! What was going on? In the end we decided to head back into the safety of BA1 and drink at The Dolphin. They weren’t showing the football, but at least I was able to have a relaxing drink, with good company in nice surroundings.
Even though I missed the match, I still had a good time. Just a shame my clothes were left stinking of smoke from my visit to The Fleece. Roll on 1st July!
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