I’ll have a q please Bob

Yes, folks. On Saturday I met Bob Holness, from Blockbusters fame. Ahh .. Blockbusters … those were the days. I’ll have a P please Bob. snigger

Now .. where was I? Oh yes … wait. I didn’t meet Bob at all. It was Andy. And we were in Coatbridge. Why? you might well be asking yourself. You know, I’m not all that sure myself. But we ended up watching Albion Rovers lose to Celtic (Select) before going to a pub. But not just any pub .. oh no … this pub had something that no other pub in the world (possibly) had. This pub had a Q. Allow me to explain.

Last time I was unlucky enough to be out in Coatbridge we wandered round a couple of the local drinking establishments having a local drink. At the end of the night we happened across “The Vale” pub, which is one of the many JD Weatherspoon pubs dotted around the UK, which are not exactly my favourite chain of pubs anyhow. I actually thought I’d had a rant about them before, but it appears I haven’t … oh well. Maybe at some point in the future.

Anyhow .. we were merry and toddled in and up to the bar, where drinks were purchased. Upon supping the cool, refreshing drinks it was noted that it looked like a queue had formed at the bar, but such preposterous ideas were put down to one-too-many of the amber nectar.

However, on Saturday we were sober as Judges upon entering the establishment, and lo-and-behold there was a queue. No, really there was. A queue, at a bar. Seriously. I was gob smacked. Never before can I ever recall having seen a queue at a bar. Usually there’s a mass of people all waiting to be served. Sometimes people are even served in order, but never, ever ever, ever has there been a queue.

And what was even stranger was the fact the queue appeared to have form without instruction. There was no one at the bar telling people to form a queue. There were no signs up to that effect. People were not pulling out chibs and malkying each other, which was quite astounding in its own right, being in Coatbridge.

So my friends … the mystery of the QueueInThePubInCoatbridge still remains. More investigation will need to be done.

Until then, this is your intrepid reporting signing off. And remember, some things are stranger than fiction. cue closing credits