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I only bother going in over the summer and watching the cricket. Normally full of twats and the drinks are extortionate.Was in there the other night and there was a load of Hoorah Henry types in shirt and ties harmonising typical rugby style songs. It was like a scene from Winthorpe's Tennis Club in Trading Places.
I only bother going in over the summer and watching the cricket. Normally full of twats and the drinks are extortionate.
Its only for posh people. Please don't come again.
What was your purpose for being there out of curiosity? Also when I went past the other day, the cricket pitch looks completely fucked, which annoyed me.It was certainly full of them the other night.
Its only for posh people. Please don't come again.
What was your purpose for being there out of curiosity? Also when I went past the other day, the cricket pitch looks completely fucked, which annoyed me.
It was certainly full of them the other night.
I was in on Saturday for the first time in my life.
Were you one of the twats singing and ruining my night?
I like the place, and get in there regularly. It keeps me away from the riff raff with their disgusting cheap plonk. Mind, me and the lads were in a few days ago practising our barber shop quartet harmonies to different sports songs, and were getting some right funny looks off a scruffy twat with a snidey Barbour jacket on.
I didn't want to piss on everyone's chips by saying it was indeed a rugby club. The posts, pitch, photos etc give it away.It's a rugby club, mate. They sing songs. You know, like football supporters.
You can take the boy out of Witherwack, but you can't take Witherwack out of the boy, dragged up in a cardboard house on the outskirts of the town, what do you expect, it's a wonder he wasn't up on the roof pilfering the lead.I didn't want to piss on everyone's chips by saying it was indeed a rugby club. The posts, pitch, photos etc give it away.
You can take the boy out of Witherwack, but you can't take Witherwack out of the boy, dragged up in a cardboard house on the outskirts of the town, what do you expect, it's a wonder he wasn't up on the roof pilfering the lead.