It’s been a long tradition to
meet up in Alvechurch and join the Sunday Club. This involves swarming the tables
in front of the bar as soon as it opens and remaining there until closing time.
Some members have the honour of breaking the restaurant rule and are permitted
to dine in there too. That way, they get a good close look at the guest clientele
who visit when they park up their narrowboat outside. There’s little room at
the bar and the queue forms in the middle of the room passing either side of
the club tables. Members always like to chat to the visitors and may even treat
them to a joke or a tale or two. As the pub shuts in the late afternoon for a
break, some members like to stay outside and stock up with pints whatever the
weather until the pub opens in the evening. I’ve never taken advantage of this
tradition (yet).
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