I used to work at the White Swan in the 70's. What wonderful times we had. I would come in, get 2 tumblers and go along the optics filling them up. I would leave them at the top of the bar, warning whoever was there, that if Roy the manager came round they had to swear black and blue they belonged to THEM!!! Then the staff (quite a few of them in those days) would have a little sip throughout the night getting merrier and merrier.
The place was always packed, 6 or 7 deep at the bar and the tips were magnificent. It has none of that atmosphere any more.
I was called Petal or Flower or Daisy as I always had a fresh flower in my hair. Does anyone remember these days?
Jojo