On Sep 28, 3:03 pm, "Uncle Marvo"
wrote:
In reply to Des Higgins ) who wrote this in
. com, I, Marvo, say :

Ok ok; you have me there; to be honest, it could have been the Goat
and Fascist or possible even the Faggot and Queen's Head

You're the only other chap I know who's been to the Goat and Fascist.

The other one was Hercule Poirot.

He was an awful man with drink taken. He would arrive in and sit at
the end of the bar and leer at Maureen in his durty foreign way that
he had and ask for a creme de menthe and a half of Old Speckled
Partridge and then wink at Maureen and ask for a "queeeek wan my
leetle Brassica" and she would thump the drinks down on the counter
and say "you can take that durty foreign talk home with you if you do
not behave like everyone else" and he would drink about 15 of them all
night and eventually smell like toothpaste and stale beer and start
singing these Belgian drinking songs with lewd actions and then fall
asleep and stagger out the door at closing time. Or I think it was
him; either that or Ernest Hemmingway.

Des