'Empty your glasses, get off your bottoms and clear off home!'
(Not quite how it was put, but you get the gist.)

Anybody out there remember that, after a night of Pink Floyd, Mott the Hoople, Led Zeppelin, John Cleese, Thin Lizzy, Black Sabbath, Hawkwind, Michael Jackson, Kilgarron, The Eagles, The Pretenders to name but a few, all at full volume in a confined space with beer served 'straight from the river,' winky woos, creme de coconut shandy with a stick of celery and three maraschino cherries, belligerent bar staff, a pee 'outside, turn right, behind the hedge after sucking lemons during the Sunday brass band performance?' All in good humour, of course!

I am sure we are all proper 'grown-ups' now, but wouldn't it be nice to do this again just for one night!

If you think so, then this can be arranged at a date in late November of this year. We can't remake the wooden bar or rebuild the building as it was, complete with soda syphon hole in the ceiling, strategically placed under the ladies' loo in the staff flat above but we can use the same building (complete with at least one original, belligerent barman,) play the same music and catch up with many of the same people for a night, if you are interested.

If you are . . .

. . . Please email to register your interest here and pass the information on to other old Potters Bar Frequenters.

If there are enough takers, it will go ahead!

I've got a ferret sticking up my nose.
He's got a ferret sticking up his nose.
How it got there, I can't tell,
But now it's there, it hurts like Hell,
And what is more, it radically affects my sense of smell.
His sense of....

What a great Night it turned out to be! The photos are here.