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The Colliers Arms. Warrington road.
Photo: . Ozymandias .
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Item #: 29891
A rare shot of The Dull Pick, taken some time after the last customer had been hoofed off the premises. It isn't one of my photos. It appears here thanks to the link provided by John 59. The windows would appear to be bricked up, in preparation for the wrecker's ball. This event by the way, isn't to be confused with the policeman's ball, which was a far more salubrious, ticket only affair.

Comment by: Howard P on 16th November 2017 at 20:21

I suspect that car on the road is a Ford Capri.

Comment by: Philip Gormley. on 16th November 2017 at 20:28

Alas, the 'Poet and Peasant Overture' in two parts! No longer reverberates around its dinky halls (Item 29703).

Comment by: Albert Ross on 17th November 2017 at 08:17

I have not seen any comments from Howard recently, but as soon as a photo containing anything with wheels appears,
he is in there like a shot....Phew

Comment by: Veronica on 17th November 2017 at 09:48

Pity he can't be more specific though!

Comment by: Syd on 17th November 2017 at 10:59

Howard P. And the car on the far left could be a series 3 jaguar xj6, what do you think?

Comment by: DTease on 17th November 2017 at 11:22

Is Howard P a petrol head? Could our Howard be the 'Stig'? I suspect our Howard does his shopping in a Crash Helmet.

Comment by: Julie on 17th November 2017 at 17:03

Howard , be careful! You could end up becoming a legend on ‘ere!

Comment by: . Ozymandias . on 17th November 2017 at 19:02

Fear not Julie, he's already considered a leg end.

Comment by: GW. on 17th November 2017 at 19:41

Nice Volvo.

Comment by: DTease on 17th November 2017 at 19:52

Some say he should be careful, some say he is a leg end in his own lifetime. All I know is he is Howard P, better known as THE STIG!
Or was it THE STAG, or maybe THE STUD. My hearing isn't what it was.

Comment by: DTease on 17th November 2017 at 20:18

Geedoubleya, what happened to Ozy's inflatables?

Comment by: Veronica on 17th November 2017 at 21:14

Ozy's inflatables were ripped up on the Coral Reef Dtease and GeeDubya is still trying to mend 'um.

Comment by: GW. on 17th November 2017 at 21:42

In drydock at Liverpool DTease . Some oxygen thief stole all their air.

Comment by: . Ozymandias . on 17th November 2017 at 21:58

I have it on reasonably good authority, that every vessel in Fettlers Wharf marina now sports an inflatable DTease buoyancy aid on its prow as a figurehead. Furthermore, my informants tell me that a coat of arms, featuring a DTease couchant with tincture rampant has been registered as the official emblem of the L&LCC ( Rufford branch ) boating fraternity. This Doubleyolk chap is difficult to pin down, but my guess would be, he's probably living the high life somewhere in Scarisbrick or Hesketh Bank on his ill - gotten gains.

Comment by: GW. on 17th November 2017 at 22:44

Their all separately registered to an address in Panama, Ozy. I'm living the life of the lonely drover/station owner of a chicken ranch north of Chorley off the proceeds. It's called free range enterprise. (next assignment?)

Comment by: Veronica on 17th November 2017 at 23:39

Hope they've all got double yolks.

Comment by: . Ozymandias . on 18th November 2017 at 10:58

This chicken ranch of yours GW, I hope it isn't run along the same lines as the chicken ranch that I innocently blundered into in search of half a dozen eggs, whilst driving hrough Nevada a few years ago. There wasn't a single egg in the flippin' place, though to be fair, they did have lots of leg on offer, and more than a little bit of breast.... If I remember correctly, I just made do with a couple of shots of Jack Daniels then ended up getting the eggs from Safeway's, a mile or two down the road.

Comment by: DTease on 18th November 2017 at 13:20

Gw, you didn't by any chance take the remaining Ladies from Liverpool to this Chicken Ranch did you?
O for the life of a Chicken Wrangler North of Chorley. Driving a herd of a thousand head of chicken across the vast empty prairies of Winter Hill. Attacked on all sides by tribes of screaming, wild Belmontian savages intent on stampeding the chickens in the hope of cutting out a few head for their own pots. Nothing to eat all the way except eggs from the Chuck Chuck Wagon and then having to face the raging torrents of the upper reaches of the Douglas River only to lose more of the herd in the bottomless slutch.
Finally you arrive at the trailhead chicken towns of Darwen and Blackburn where a tired Chicken Wrangler can take a bath and rid himself of the all pervading smell of chicken s--t.
Later, he will sell his herd to the local Chicken Baron and, with his pocket full of tincture tokens make his way to the nearest watering hole.
Next morning, devoid of tincture tokens but content with his lot he will start out on the long journey home to Chorley.
It's a grand life.

Comment by: DTease on 18th November 2017 at 13:26

Ozy, I can't remember the last time I was rampant with my tincture!

Comment by: John G on 18th November 2017 at 17:09

DTease: Steady just smack it with a plastic mallet, put smooth balm on it then heat it up gradually, it'll soon tighten up.

Comment by: . Ozymandias . on 18th November 2017 at 19:46

GW's mention of Liverpool and oxygen theft has just triggered a memory of the time I once went shopping in Kirkby. I'd put a one pound coin in the slot to obtain a trolley, then nipped round the corner to the hole in the wall to get some cash. When I returned, the supermarket trolley was propped up on four bricks and the wheels were missing.

Comment by: DTease on 18th November 2017 at 19:54

Do you think that will work John G? Lord knows I've tried everything else.

Comment by: Veronica on 18th November 2017 at 22:48

Not much in the way of double yolks -but plenty double entenders!

Comment by: Veronica on 18th November 2017 at 22:54

Oops! Entendre

Comment by: John G on 19th November 2017 at 01:12

DTease: Don't worry if all else fails just add water, but be careful you don't want it to limp.

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