Photo-a-Day (Sunday, 26th September, 2021)
Just shows there's still some life left in the old pub yet. I wouldn't like to live so close when the Karaoke is going on. It's good to see a lively pub though. I wonder what the workmen are doing....
When I see a notice saying Karaoki, I just keep on walking.
I like red-brick buildings and this pub still appears to be busy....so many are closing down. I used to work at a pub called The Queens Arms at Platt Bridge and I remember the Ladies' darts team there playing against the ladies of the Queens Arms in the photo. Platt Bridge was heaving with people on Summer nights back then, with people drifting the few yards from pub to pub. Now they have all closed down. I hope the pub in the photo manages to keep going.
They can't be any worse than some of the singers that did the rounds in the days of the Working Men's Clubs around Wigan, as I'm sure anyone who ever suffered through a mangled rendition of "Spanish Eyes" will testify.
Although, to be fair, some of them were pretty good and went on to better things, but most returned to blessed obscurity for which I, for one, was eternally grateful.
Veronica, The workman is involved in the re-design of the road junction
and traffic lanes near where Warrington Road and Victoria street meet.
It is not all that long ago that the road layout was altered, perhaps only
five or six years. Ray.
Agreed, DTease, especially if you had someone giving you black looks all through "Spanish Eyes" because you'd sat in their Alice's seat! Anyroad, ne'er mind, lad, t'pies 'ave come!
I remember the ones who got up at the end of the night... then it was time to disappear... I often wondered if they were paid to empty the pub..every week the same song ."KATERINE .. KATERINE...oh my darling KATERINE... screetch, screech
I don't know what came next! Still they enjoyed their 5 minutes of fame. That was before Karaoki...
At least they're not pulling the pub down Ray and spoiling people's pleasure.
Every time I pass through this part of Wigan, I have never known there not to be any road works, some were along this road.. Irene your comment made me laugh. You had to be careful that you didn't sit in someone's seat. ( If looks could kill)!!!
I once did a couple of months working in a labour club to help a friend..one night the singer had rung in sick..a little Irishman shouted "I can sing" he started to sing Danny Boy..by the time he'd got to the fourth verse everybody was shouting "alreet lad that's enough"but he carried on, another four verses,ignoring everybody shouting to sit down,it was hilarious..I'm sure he was making them up.
????yellow reever,yellow reever????
I'm with Mick...see that sign and keep on walking
I'm reminded of the pub singer Tony Angelino in Only Fools and Horses .....
Qwai hi hi in over you .
Yes, Poet....that was so funny! And then Rodney said he did "The Gween Gween Gwass of Home" and a medley of Wock and Woll! I used to work in a Labour Club too, Maureen, and it's all true about people having their own seats and waiting for the pies to arrive!
Blimey, Mick! did they push you home in a wheelbarrow after that lot?
It's the poor little duck that I feel sorry for, ripped to shreds just to satisfy man's desire for something out of the ordinary.
We should all go back to living on Cornflakes and jam butties!
All them jam butties have addled my brain, this comment should be on tomorrow’s P.A.D.