No-one.

Although still frequented by a few die hard King's Headers for the Saturday Night Pop Extravaganza, the Old Bell is frequently empty and almost always closed on Monday nights and other times. I foresee the rapid rise of a block of flats when the current lease is up.

This is another blog I'm going to allow to snuff it when it comes up for renewal in January.

Amazing. You'd think new management would try to keep their customers in a pub like this, out of the way with very little passing trade, but no.

Military behaviour, perceived rudeness and a generally unpleasant tone have driven out 90% of the customers including the crib team and both darts teams. Now everyone is in the Jolly Butchers or the Wheatsheaf down the road.

I've been told the new management took the place over on a three month lease with an option to buy - well, I can't see them getting finance together on the basis of their current fiscal state, it must be terrible.

The three months are up soon, so with a bit of luck someone, somewhere will see sense and the Old Bell will become a pub again instead of a barracks... or a fuckin' block of flats.

Mick and Lisa went a few weeks ago. New people in and the beer prices have been raised by up to 30p a pint. The furniture's been rearranged in a formal style.

Whether any of this works remains to be seen.

And did I mention the extra 30p on a pint.

It was nearly 2008.
The Old Bell hosted a karaoke event.
I was slightly pissed and loose with camera...

If you really don't want your mug posted here, then email me... otherwise it's a fait accompli. (This page isn't the pub's idea, so don't go moaning to The Management about it.) Make sure you type Old Bell in the subject line, or the spam machine will eat it.

Just like the government with all their stupid ideas and those bastards that put your email address in online directories without asking, permission won't be sought!

For what it's worth, hi-res versions of these shots are available.

If you really feel the need to leave a message, then carry on.

This blog can be found on the internet (what can't?), but it's not publicly available on the blogging site.

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A crowd...

...Same crowd, different angle

Far too cheerful

Different bit of crowd

More crowd

Daughter of the house

Fag break

"Sod off, you little git." Sorry, but nope. (Actually, "sod off" isn't quite what she said)

Wheeee! Some days, it really is worth carrying a camera around

Hands up! This is a raid!

John number one

The karaoke team

The shaky camera hand strikes again, damn it

From the dictionary:
emergence
noun
the process of coming into being, or the process of coming into view

Smiley lady (and Mike)

"You hold the door open, I'll chuck 'em out"

Not overly keen on photography

More dispossessed Kings Headians

One normal person and a twit. You decide which

She likes me, I can tell

Sing-alonga-Adam

Singers

More singers

Even more singers

Oh look, more singers

They're still singing

"No more pictures! See my agent!"

Just the one this time

A slightly miffed Tracy

A smiley lady

A smiley lady part deux

Beat him to it - I memorised my camera settings

Busy behind the bar

The Two Johns - the camera never lies!

Neil in fine fettle, or in something

The latest entrants for the X Factor got off to a good start...

...but the audience reaction wasn't too good