All join in, Enger-land! Enger-land! But it's all over!
I delight in the National myopia and Pub camaraderie at the Five Bells, which has kicked in (not to mention the beer sales) for the World Cup and any other major tournament. I love the way we still sing about the year of ‘66 like it was yesterday.
We’re such a strange race, so loyal, so persistent about our status in the World of Sport, but then so lacking in the Patronism of “Good ol’ Blighty” when it comes to anything else. Remember the support of England shouldn’t just be for the World Cup but for the whole year.
Festive time of year
The first of the season’s big pop festivals begun last month, and another chance for the youth and the young at heart to wear those straggly bits of yarn around their wrist like a Service medal with the aim to collect as many as they can throughout the year and keep them on, putrefying and collecting dirt until they dissolve.
In fact comparing festivals to warfare is about right, you have to travel hours usually on major motorways in a steaming hot vehicle, then jostle for hours to gain entry just to have all your food and drink removed just so they can sell you some inferior overpriced warm rations, then have all your senses overloaded with noise and flashes whilst wading through mud, myra and overflowing toilets and all with out point.
Fun & Frolics in the Sun at the Bells
This month at the height of Summer following Solstice a couple of weeks ago, the Five Bells team have been working extremely hard, satisfying our fabulous customers with ice cold beers & Pimms, along with delicious summertime food including Ploughmans and mackerel salad. Steve, our new Head Chef is working incredibly hard to create some new and exciting menus to tantalise your taste buds! He is also working hard on developing foods for our customers with specific dietary requirements so that our menu can be enjoyed by all! We always welcome any feedback that you have so please don't hesitate to contact us with your thoughts