Posted by sean on May 19, 2006 at 11:20 pm in Pubs with No Comments

This evening I went to The Riverside pub in Saltford (just outside of Bath) for a colleague’s birthday.

As we were eating out I chose Hunters Chicken, basically chicken, bacon and a cheesy BBQ sauce – a dish which The Globe Inn, just down the road from The Riverside makes beautifully. While it was tasty, it wasn’t as good as The Globe’s recipe.

After food had been consumed some black guy started putting up big speakers, getting out records and setting up a sound system. I thought he was going to be the DJ for the evening, playing the whole back catalogue of the NOW THAT’S WHAT I CALL MUSIC series, something I have heard before and didn’t really want to hear again tonight.

I was wrong. The man was actually a proper entertainer and spent the whole evening signing some favourite classics. He was very talented and was well worth staying in the pub drinking Fosters until 11.30pm for.

The singer, who I believe is known as Ravel, opened the set with an excellent rendition of Wonderful World by the late, great Louis Armstrong (for the uneducated, this song is the theme tune for the BBC1 TV series A Life of Grime). Some more of his performances which I thought were very good included Neil Diamond – Sweet Caroline and Monkees- I’m a Believer.

Towards the end of the evening, some bloke who had obviously had one too many Bacardi Breezers started staggering around the room begging women to dance with him. When they turned him down he started begging the men. Needless to say nobody wanted to dance with a pissed, bald, sweaty twat. He didn’t take the hint and returned to the same people every time Ravel started a new song. Luckily before too long The Riverside Security got wind of this twat’s behaviour and took him out the back for a good kicking (or maybe just asked him nicely to leave).

This evening marked the start of a three day weekend for me. I have booked Monday off work to follow the Play Off Final on Sunday. Monday I will either be jubilant or deeply depressed and lying in bed all day with the lights off. It all depends upon the result.

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