Watering Holes

After their matches the teams were won’t to repair to a number of successive hostelries where ale consumption and the singing went as far into the night as the various landlords permitted.Before my time was the Bloomers(Bloomsbury Wine Lodge)rom which the club retreated to the cellar of ,…….where the lusty singing surprised the occasional straying West End Theatre goer stumbling into an impromptu cabaret of rare vulgarity.The South Molton Lounge was next to tolerate our revelries and was where the third Jock Strap Ensemble LP was mostly recorded.,certainly a memorable Sunday.Wales had defeated the Wallabies the preceding day and Tiger amongst others arrived in poor condition ,intoxication staggering intima second bout.The lads were in fine voice and endless songs poured into the mike and all proceeded swimmingly until a recording artists union tea break heralded the rush to the bar.The delightful Esther tried valiantly to cope with the tsunami of thirsty gullets but the rot had set in.Recording after the break was a babel of songs simultaneously competing,brilliant atmosphere but totally unusable.