Banter Bar.

He's not been the same since glam was showing off her facultities!

Took his mind off that Lisa, though!

Seems like he's out there chasing something!

His tail?

Even...'Barman of the year' elect need a little time off!!

Things will pick up soon after my interviews. A laydee named Anthea has applied for the barmaids job...and a Nigella has inquired about the cleaning position......

Save me chasing my tail...

The cleaning job is still vacant.....no suitable applicants yet!

so you're still looking for a cheap scrubber cleaner? them torn up dirty sheets littering the garden could do with cleaning out, there was a sleeping woman tangled up in one down by the compost heap probably got lost on her way home last night

My hammocks are like a magnet to some laydees...

It's the way they swing Pete

A magnetic hammock? You mean once your attracted,there's no way out?

Goose clever you reminding me of 's I haven't made them for a while any one fancy coffee with chocolate frosting and vanilla with strawberry topping reckon we could sell them and make a few £s for a sharabang outing somewhere ?
I've made some pork and apple mini pies for this pm and some nice sausage rolls so form an orderly queue and don't leave any crumbs the cleaner keeps complaining about the mess when she/he comes in,by the way who is the cleaner or does Pete do it as part of his efforts to win "bar person of the year" award.?

Envious I think Pete keeps some 'laydees' locked in the cellar until they agree offer to do the cleaning!

Moral is...............don't go near his 'hammocks'

Ella46,cleaning! I might clean his clock!

Watch out for his big hand Envious!

Not to mention his pendulum!

Nice quiet evening in the bar. Nobody tangled in the hammocks tonight....mind you it is very chilly...

chilly it is blowing a gale here by the beach,all my hanging baskets are all of a dither !! a good reason to order a large Brandy me thinks.

Sorry it took so long with the Brandy glamma the cellar door closed shut with the wind...had to get myself out of the trap-door... and then a flying hangin basket knocked me back down the trap-door and I've only just managed to get out ...again!

Nite

Think I'll put the telly in the snug for the tennis.
Pints of Pimms and strawberries........... and the sound turned down when the grunting laydee is playing....

A large jug of Pimms with no ice please Pete (none of that there watering down). Blimey, what's that racket coming from the Snug?

You forgot to turn the volume down, Pete!
I know you like it really...

Pints not jugs Goose! Not had any jugs, worth mentioning, in here for a good while....