Wetherspoons to ban parents with kids after 2 alcoholic drinks.

Serves you right for living/drinking near such poverty reeking types

Where I live, at that time the kids are are probably at Cello lessons and the women chat with friends and all look gorgeous
Wasn't aware you lived in Liverpool,we must meet up......before 1530 hrs.
 

ThunderBox

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Serves you right for living/drinking near such poverty reeking types

Where I live, at that time the kids are are probably at Cello lessons and the women chat with friends and all look gorgeous
Are you in a Coma as that place is in your head.
 

ThunderBox

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Is this good news or bad news for @Mothman? On one hand, his arch enemy Sebastian may be preoccupied evicting alcoholic mothers and their kids he can stamp on all the kids balloons, on the other hand, he wont be able to convince pissed up young mothers to let him finger them in the bathroom for a bottle of house white.
 
What you need is one of these, a kiddies play centre upstairs and downstairs something like a Spoonies.

When I walk by there is always a throng of young parents outside chain smoking and on the (rare) occasion I have gone in then yes, quite free of little horrors downstairs, plenty are dumped upstairs as my daughter told me.

Having said that the downstairs is full of big horrors, no eye candy for anyone down there, no witty, raconteur social discourse or the like either. Lots of bright blue or pink velour track suited hordes effing and blinding at each other getting wasted on fosters, blue wicked or the like. I must try in future to never go back again. The first review is an entraining read.


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ThunderBox

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What you need is one of these. One of those kiddies play centres upstairs and downstairs something like a Spoonies.

When I walk passed there is always a throng of young parents outside chain smoking and on the (rare) occasion I have gone in then yes, quite free of little horrors downstairs, plenty are dumped upstairs as my daughter told me.

Having said that the downstairs is full of big horrors, no eye candy for anyone down there, no witty, raconteur social discourse or the like either. Lots of track suited hordes effing and blinding at each other getting wasted on fosters, blue wicked or the like. I must try in future to never go back again. The first review is an entraining read.


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I went in one once because one of the boys friends was having a party in there (council estate near the school). Probably about 8 or 9 year old boys.

Someone had let their retarded son loose and he was running around mlaaaaring and knocking the kids for six. Probably 16, big boned, bunch of keys on his belt, it was ******* carnage, blood and crying kids as he careened through the swinging punch bags en route to the slide access where he didn't understand queuing and those next up were just knocked aside. The weight of the kid and the keys cut a couple of kids as he crawled through the various pipes knocking them aside to get to the exit and back to the slide.

Parents were AWOL - probably shopping down the road.

Complained to the Landlord who sent a spotty 18 year old to try and tame the beast and there started the longest game of cat and mouse.
 

Grownup_Rafbrat

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A friend had a sign in her pub. "Dogs and Horses welcome, Children to remain Boxed".
CFB
Take an Orange from the box.
Pub in Tewkesbury had a sign.

Well behaved children welcome. Others will be made into soup.

That worked!
 
I went in one once because one of the boys friends was having a party in there (council estate near the school). Probably about 8 or 9 year old boys.

Someone had let their retarded son loose and he was running around mlaaaaring and knocking the kids for six. Probably 16, big boned, bunch of keys on his belt, it was ******* carnage, blood and crying kids as he careened through the swinging punch bags en route to the slide access where he didn't understand queuing and those next up were just knocked aside. The weight of the kid and the keys cut a couple of kids as he crawled through the various pipes knocking them aside to get to the exit and back to the slide.

Parents were AWOL - probably shopping down the road.

Complained to the Landlord who sent a spotty 18 year old to try and tame the beast and there started the longest game of cat and mouse.
Maybe he was a parent :) Still, at least we know where to avoid and it keeps them from infesting other pubs in the area. The Sultan and The Trafalgar being fine places to wander to for a pint in the Summer.

The Kiss Me Hardy types are to be avoided though, I ended up in an argument with three harridans once, Irish brogue, bright blue velour track suits, dark hair and dark eyes (you know the type, they are easily spottable). For some reason they cannot mind their own business and when you try and (politely) keep your distance they get right arsey.
 
Thing is with Spoons is it really is just a little chef with beer, it's all about coin. I had the misfortune inbetween jobs to work in one for a bit. Unless specific complaints are made by customers nothing gets done. Thing is Wayne and Waynetta on dole day, take their offspring to their version of The Ivy and spend alot of money, so are the management fussed if some CAMRA member who pops in for half a pint of "Old mans Pizzle" is offended? Nope.
I got a bollocking once for barring a bunch of about 15 sixth formers, (are allowed at bar over 16) they used to pull a load of tables together and generally leave the place in shit state, food, sauce, drink allover tables and floor.
Using my finely honed diplomacy of "You lot finish up and **** off, you are not welcome anymore!" Usual jumped up teenager "I will tell the manager" fine. Manager said why did you bar them, you never asked me etc etc they spend a lot of money. I simply said "You don't have to clean the f ucking mess up do you!"
Any business is about maximising profit, fine but there have to be some standards as there will be no business.
You also get the other end of the scale where a lovely countrified lady had ordered a breakfast and coffee, on asking if everything was alright, she replied "The bacon is too salty and the coffee is too strong!" my response was "I am very sorry madam, is there any other way we can disappoint you today?" The gaffer was stood two yards away, I walked in the kitchen thinking here we go....... She was doubled up laughing at my deadpan delivery :)
 
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Thing is with Spoons is it really is just a little chef with beer, it's all about coin. I had the misfortune inbetween jobs to work in one for a bit. Unless apwxific complaints are made by customers nothing gets done. Thing is Wayne and Waynetta on dole day, take their offspring to their version of The Ivy and spend alot of money, so are the management fussed if some CAMRA member who pops in for half a pint of "Old mans Pizzle" is offended? Nope.
I got a bollocking once for barring a bunch of about 15 sixth formers, (are allowed at bar over 16) they used to pull a load of tables together and generally leave the place in shit state, food, sauce, drink allover tables and floor.
Using my finely honed diplomacy of "You lot finish up and **** off, you are not welcome anymore!" Usual jumped up teenager "I will tell the manager" fine. Manager said why did you bar them, you never asked me etc etc they spend a lot of money. I simply said "You don't have to clean the f ucking mess up do you!"
Any business is about maximising profit, fine but there have to be some standards as there will be no business.
You also get the other end of the scale where a lovely countrified lady had ordered a breakfast and coffee, on asking if everything was alright, she replied "The bacon is to salty and the coffee is too strong!" my response was "I am very sotty madam, is there any other way we can disappoint you today?" The gaffer was stood two yards away, I walked in the kitchen thinking here we go....... She was doubled up laughing at my deadpan delivery :)
Basil Fawlty lives :)
 

4(T)

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Some other retailers need to get a grip as well.

I was in Decathlon at Thurrock the other week, and the place was pandemonium - kids running/ cycling around trashing the place.

Whilst soothing a shopper who'd just taken a football to the head from a miniature lout, an assistant (Polish?) mentioned that local families use the store as a crèche - dumping their children there for a play whilst they shop or go boozing.
 
What you need is one of these, a kiddies play centre upstairs and downstairs something like a Spoonies.

When I walk by there is always a throng of young parents outside chain smoking and on the (rare) occasion I have gone in then yes, quite free of little horrors downstairs, plenty are dumped upstairs as my daughter told me.

Having said that the downstairs is full of big horrors, no eye candy for anyone down there, no witty, raconteur social discourse or the like either. Lots of bright blue or pink velour track suited hordes effing and blinding at each other getting wasted on fosters, blue wicked or the like. I must try in future to never go back again. The first review is an entraining read.


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Crikey.
How depressing does that look?
 
There's a casino/enterainment complex near us, which has a creche.
BUT the creche closes a 11pm.
Not uncommon to see small kid asleep in the corridors a 2am as mum/dad fritter away the housekeeping on the fruit machines.
Incredibly sad.
There's a couple of small kids - 6 or 7 - who inhabit a local boozer as well. Quaffing down coke while mum and dad booze it up.
Supper for them is a plate of chips with red sauce.
(Their teeth are black.)
Again, they'll be kipping on the benches come mdnight.
 

ericferret

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There's a casino/enterainment complex near us, which has a creche.
BUT the creche closes a 11pm.
Not uncommon to see small kid asleep in the corridors a 2am as mum/dad fritter away the housekeeping on the fruit machines.
Incredibly sad.
There's a couple of small kids - 6 or 7 - who inhabit a local boozer as well. Quaffing down coke while mum and dad booze it up.
Supper for them is a plate of chips with red sauce.
(Their teeth are black.)
Again, they'll be kipping on the benches come mdnight.
I've banned myself from Wetherspoons, the food is shite.
Went with daughters familly to the 'spoons in Huntingdon.

Wife and I ordered Hawaiian pizza, two tasteless cardboard offerings appeared.
So bad wife was trying to persuade grandson to swop some of his Pepperoni pizza that looked ok. No chance.

Daughter had fish and chips. The fish appeared to have been dead a long time, the flesh was grey. The chips were dried out oven chips.

Son in law had mixed grill, looked very over cooked and served with same chips.

Wine was nice though.

Someone said to me a while ago the beer is cheap and you know what you are getting food wise.

Can't disagree with that!!!!

There are far better places out there.
 

StBob072

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I've banned myself from Wetherspoons, the food is shite.
Went with daughters familly to the 'spoons in Huntingdon...

Can't disagree with that!!!!

There are far better places out there.
It is what it is. Basically McDonalds with alcohol.
 

ancienturion

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Just ban kids from pubs, it's a drinking establishment not a creche
I do wish I could give you lots and lots of LIKES for that.
 
Crikey.
How depressing does that look?
You should see it on the inside. Mind you as one of the reviewers remarked about not to expect to much when a pub address starts with "Unit 5" followed by the rest of the address of the industrial estate location.....
 
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ancienturion

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Thing is with Spoons is it really is just a little chef with beer, it's all about coin
At least I used to enjoy stopping off at a Little Chef years ago.
 
Some other retailers need to get a grip as well.

I was in Decathlon at Thurrock the other week, and the place was pandemonium - kids running/ cycling around trashing the place.

Whilst soothing a shopper who'd just taken a football to the head from a miniature lout, an assistant (Polish?) mentioned that local families use the store as a crèche - dumping their children there for a play whilst they shop or go boozing.
Back when I was a married man my home was in Huyton Liverpool (next door to a housing estate that in WW2 was the site where they interred German citizens, mostly Jews). As a result, the nearest supermarket was the Asda Huyton - this is the place where it was so bad they banned pyjamas for its clients.

Walking in some times the smell was somewhat... distinctive. A mix of BO, greasy food, dirt and a secret blend of herbs and spices - or something. It was never overpowering, just a subtle miasma that tickled your senses and made you aware that if you have had a shower in the last 24hrs then you are probably in a higher socio-economic group than anyone else in the place.

Feral children freely roamed the aisles - I wish I could report that the air rang with variations of ‘GET BACK HERE CHLAMYDIA!!!” but the indifference of the parents rendered this redundant until they were queuing at the check outs. At which point the elder of the herd would be used to wrangle their siblings to the clutches of their polyester clad mother. Then the air was rent with the wails of complaint that the brood were denied jumbo sized bags of processed sugar and unrecognisable potato products whilst the trolly was stacked with cases of Stella.

If that Asda was a pub it would be the sort of place where you would wipe your feet on the way out.

I now live not far from there in St Helens - despite its reputation, my local ‘spoonies isn’t bad and there are two lovely pubs within staggering distance (Turks and Cricketers - the latter being a recent best real ale pub in England). Even the police like it here, at least better than Liverpool.

And the Asda above is now home to a Decathlon on its upper floor, as derided in the quote. Make of that what you will.


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Back in the day of the £1 breakfast, early doors, the IKEA on J27 M62 would be stuffed with truckers having 3 apiece instead of paying £7 in the services a mile up the road. It’s not such a good deal these days, but the coffee is good and free during the week for cardholders (You can print yourself one at the door). With that and the ample parking, it’s an ideal early morning conference centre for tight Northern gits...
 
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