Picture shows The “Old Bird” and her flock in Derby .
Somethings never really change! I courted the “Old Bird” many years ago, when she was a young bird – slim, blonde and very attractive. We would go out to a local hostelry, often by car but sometimes on foot. When driving, I would ask for a pint and a half of beer. The bar person would always put the pint in front of me and the half in front of the young bird. This was followed by a hand moving across in front of me and picking up the pint (so justifying her comment in her first article in the “Tiny Pint” – “Girls like pints as well”.) As a result of this, I was left with the half! This was probably a good thing, even though it was before the Drink/Drive laws. Over time, the situation has not changed, though sometimes she would have the half and drive and I had the pint. (Occasionally the world smiled on me.) On foot, I used to ask for 2 pints – 1 each!
She has a very good palate such that I ask her what she thinks of a beer’s condition if I feel that something is not right (including me – sometimes a beer doesn’t taste “right” but it is my taste buds that are wrong.) However, it used to make me so proud, and still does, when I see her with a pint!
Nick Holford The “Old Bird’s Beau” – her posh name for a miserable old b****r like me!