Yeah, but you are permanently playing  :P 
I was basing that on 4 days play, average of fiver a day. Some days i just don't bother.....when you are on the road you spend loads more though.
			
			
									
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- Istenem
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obv my last post was a silly joke, but there is a certain pleasure in giving some money back to the pub you intend to fleece.
i don't do villages and i don't do fruits but the methodology is similar: if i spot a SWP i like, i'll probably go in and make some free cash. tend to buy something expensiveish that i want and nurse it over time. but there are also some pubs i go to which have nothing i'd want to put inside my body. in these i order a pint and deliberately leave it undrunk. if the barmaid asks anything i'll tell her that the pipes are filthy. she will invariably not give a tinker's cuss but she might remember the weirdo who came in, played the machine and returned a full pint saying it was made from poison. they expect it in the flowerbed.
in shitbreeder brand pubs, i'll often order food with a disclaimer against the menu. when it comes out deep-fried instead of roast or home-made in the microwave i'll complain that it is not what i ordered from a printed menu. not very classy but they can't argue.
but pubs which serve beer well get plenty of my custom and i will happily take friends there. trouble is, in central London, people will pay too much for slop and vinegar. there are a lot of dismal pubs where i am. but only the good ones are closing because people think scruffy men have no taste; in my experience, a pub full of drunks is the sure sign of a pub with good beer.
			
			
									
									i don't do villages and i don't do fruits but the methodology is similar: if i spot a SWP i like, i'll probably go in and make some free cash. tend to buy something expensiveish that i want and nurse it over time. but there are also some pubs i go to which have nothing i'd want to put inside my body. in these i order a pint and deliberately leave it undrunk. if the barmaid asks anything i'll tell her that the pipes are filthy. she will invariably not give a tinker's cuss but she might remember the weirdo who came in, played the machine and returned a full pint saying it was made from poison. they expect it in the flowerbed.
in shitbreeder brand pubs, i'll often order food with a disclaimer against the menu. when it comes out deep-fried instead of roast or home-made in the microwave i'll complain that it is not what i ordered from a printed menu. not very classy but they can't argue.
but pubs which serve beer well get plenty of my custom and i will happily take friends there. trouble is, in central London, people will pay too much for slop and vinegar. there are a lot of dismal pubs where i am. but only the good ones are closing because people think scruffy men have no taste; in my experience, a pub full of drunks is the sure sign of a pub with good beer.
nobody ever wins on those things.
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