Things have been a bit dead here in the nation and liberation, people seem to have been tied up doing other things (I must admit I haven’t spent as long behind the bar as normal, but I have discovered the temporary student workers were demanding a minimum wage equal to that of a 21 year old!!! So I have sacked them all, and will just work the extra hours!)... So I thought what better way to breathe some life back into my pub that a good old fashioned sing song! my good lady wife is at the piano (although she is not very good, so you will need to be prepared to wait between the chorus for her to get her chords straight (she often has to work out which note is where, so if you just talk amongst yourselves politely whilst she thinks works out what note comes next)!

In order that we can breathe some life back into the pub (the other option was to sell all drinks for £1 on a Wednesday night… (Coming soon if this fails!)

On the first day of Christmas Wes Streeting bought for me, a place on the NEC...

On the second day of Christmas Wes Streeting bought for me, 2 EGMs and a place on the NEC,

On the third day of Christmas Wes Streeting bought for me, 3 NUS pens, 2 EGMs and a place on the NEC,

On the forth day of Christmas Wes Streeting bought for me, 4 porter handshakes, 3 NUS pens, 2 EGMs and a place on the NEC

On the fifth day of Christmas Wes Streeting gave to me, 5 from FE, 4 porter handshakes, 3 NUS pens, 2 EGMs and a place on the NEC.....

Okay people, join in! And sing along!

(a yard of dirty purple to the funniest suggestion!!! NOT YOU JPP!)