Where did you drink your first pint?

Ring O'Bells Middleton
Got to the front and realised I didn't know what to ask for
Settled for 'pint of beer please'
God knows how I got served
 
I honestly can't remember my first pint. The lads I hung around with were a year older than me and when we had money it was City and pubs. I do remember going on my bike at school dinner time*', to the Garricks Head in Flixton. Me and my mate went in, had a couple of pints then went back to school.

*dinner time, not lunch time like soft southern wankers (Duckemfield) call it.
 
Grew up living in pubs so I had a silp of something but my first pint was 1st July 1990(I was 14) Carling Black Label lemonade top at the pike fold Blackley.

Remember the date well as it was during the England - Cameroon World Cup game
 
George hotel top Mossley , pint of Toby light just right ( not really ) , I seem to recall it was about 40p .
 
I went through to watch us against Hibs when I was 16 on the football special. I was on my todd and noticed a crowded pub and went in to chance my arm.

Made my way to the bar and tried to look nonchelant and mature. Big barman looks at me. I smile.

What age are you?,

19

Are you fuck.

I gave a pitiful called out smile.
I will be 18 in November. He didnt look convinced at that either. But he started to pour a pint.

He gave me it and told me to, stand in the fucking corner or you'll get me the jail.

I stood near a group of older guys, one of them looked at the metal badges on my scarf and said,

I think you're in the wrong pub son. This is a Hibs shop.

My face must have been a picture. He just smiled and told me not to worry. I stayed and had a great laugh, as they took the piss out of me, in a funny not aggressive way.

When I went to get my third pint, big barman told me, That's you're fucking last. Can't remember a single thing about the game. But, my first pint in a pub stuck.
 
I honestly can't remember my first pint. The lads I hung around with were a year older than me and when we had money it was City and pubs. I do remember going on my bike at school dinner time*', to the Garricks Head in Flixton. Me and my mate went in, had a couple of pints then went back to school.

*dinner time, not lunch time like soft southern wankers (Duckemfield) call it.
Breakfast, dinner and tea mate
 

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