Along with copius drinking, meeting new folk, a few more drinks and the obligitory tour of the house I ask where a door lead to. It turned out to be a connecting door to the social club nextdoor which, may I point out, my mate has access to as she makes afternoon teas for the memebers when called upon.
On opening the door and edgily entering I was confronted with....
Needless to say I sloped off the official house tour and within a few minutes ended up with..
Managed 11 reds and colours with a crabby rack cue too!
With a bit of discrete questioning it turns out that the tables (yes, tables! - 2 of them, just been re-covered too!) hardly get used and I can have use of them all night after 10pm, saturday mornings and all day sundays too!
60p an hour in t'meter on bootiful tables in a private room..... Christmas has come early!
Keep the faith. Word
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