A Plume of Feathers
(Incorporating Bod, Trentham Craft Bar and Oh India)
Wednesday 15th June 2022 MAKE SURE YOU HAVE YOUR SOUND ON AND TURNED UP
Up for it were Yup, Pedro, Nails, Malc, JC, Ali G, Digger, Huge, Tony and last but not least, Goosey.
Rich dripped a few off at ‘Oh India’ whilst the rest of us waited patiently for the bus and soon caught up.
It was very quiet in the ‘Backyard’. The chefs were missing from the outside kitchen, and the music had been stopped by local residents. Still, we created our own atmosphere, ordered cobras and poppodoms and we were away.
Three Backyard Grills were ordered between us all at £28 each as a starter followed by traditional curries. We were overspent but clawed it back the following week.
All seemed to go down well although Yuppy started to feel the chill of the night air. Huge’s jacket was a life saver with Yup looking like the Incredible Hulk bursting out of his jacket.
Nails’ jacket became free later so a swop was made as Huge left for home. All Yup needed now was a chaise longue….. and a feather boa. Maybe not. 😂😂😂
Except for Malc the rest of us met up at the Wrights Pie shop before sauntering down to the Boat and Horses. Goosey joined us for a quick drink but such was the power of persuasion that he agreed to come with us. There was only time for a pint before the 2 taxis arrived although some were eager for more.
Barlaston Old Road was closed for resurfacing. Malc had pre armed Yup but as usual his memory had failed and it wasn’t passed on. Luckily one of the taxi drivers was aware of it and headed down the A34 instead to avoid it. The other had to make a U-turn. oops.
Overcome with the excitement of meeting Neil Morrisey, Digger fell out of the taxi, but sadly he was nowhere to be seen. However, Yup overheard some locals saying he would be back mid July.
The first round was ordered and unfortunately we were overcharged by an extra pint. A rogue couple and a confused barmaid leading to the mishap. With a cash refund made it went straight to Malc who had ordered and paid for his prematurely.
We left and wandered along the canal towards Trentham passing a few locks as we went.
Pedro quickly reacted to assist a lady closing one of the locks. ‘You’re a gentleman’, she uttered, as we all fell about laughing….. (And weirdly there was no dog!)
Famous fisherman, Bob Nudd, made a guest appearance looking for tiddlers. It wouldn’t take him long to find one.
Malc led the way taking us on a shortcut to Bod. ‘Is this really a shortcut?’ asked Goosey…who looked head and shoulders fitter than any of us..
With the road closed adjacent to Bod it was a pleasant afternoon sitting outside in the sun. Idaho, one of their new ales was available and went down well.
With much ridicule JayCee chose to move tables. Sofas R us had relocated to Lower Groundslow evidently where they are making a brisk trade in chaise longues and coffee tables. Now there’s a picture for sore eyes….. JayCee lying across a chaise longue in the nude covered with just a feather boa.
It wasn’t too longue.. (sorry) before Kevin Russell was spotted on an adjacent table. (Kevin used to play for Stoke and now coaches the under 23’s.)
In his eagerness Digger almost fell again as he approached him to ask if he could speak to his daughter Melony, who was a long time fan. Her all time hero, ‘Russ’ll Fix It’, stepped up to the mark and made her day. Digger was over the moon and bought crisps to celebrate.
Phil was confused by the shoes on the toilet door. ‘I wasn’t sure sure where to place my doodicker’, he confessed.
We detoured slightly to walk and reminisce along a footpath that Joe Tuohy had overseen whilst at Stoke. There had been many mishaps and corners cut during its construction but all was forgiven.
The Trentham Craft Bar was reasonably quiet until Richee turned up unbeknown to anyone.
Some of us went ‘Full Circle’ sipping their Repeater ale again and again.
Richee’s informed us that his recent night out at Uttoxeter on his birthday was abandoned after just a couple of races, and tickets rescheduled to the Ladies night. ‘From ditches to bitches’, someone suggested.
Talking of britches, Huge was lambasted for missing a loop with his belt. It was a huge mistake.
