Oi! Sotherners! Which Pub for the Meet?

@=XDC= Minti wrote:

=XDC=OldPhart

That makes me around double yer age so call me Sir

Don’t worry mate me and hippy an’t no spring chicken’s..gonna be fun seeing how long the youngsters last though.

Well I hope you guys out last me as I’ll probably need you to throw my semi-concious body off the train as it passes Berkhamsted.

I hate to point out the obvious but what difference does it make which pub you go to when you’re all just going to stand in a huddle round the piano in the corner and sing “Knees Up Mother Brown!” all night?

That is classic non-southerner misunderstanding No 1. You’re ideas are sooo 20th century. Singing ‘Knees up mother Brown indeed’. 🙄

These days we rap the popular tunes we’d have a sung along too around the Joana:

‘Knees up motha fuckin’ Brown’

50 Cent, featuring Patsy Palmer

Yo Baby, I say Yo Baby,
Wassup?
Yo Baby,
Wassup?
I said knees up motha fuckin’ Brown,
One time,
I said knees up motha fuckin’ Brown,
Two time,
Knees up, knees up, get yer fuckin’s knees up,
Knees up motha fuckin’ Brown.
Uh huh, uh huh.
Ricky!