Jimmy & myself would go out drinking on Friday evenings to a bar in Wakefield known locally as “ The Mid”.
The Mid was not a plastic, PC conforming sterile fun pub.
It was a BAR full of dangerous characters who like unexploded ordnance, could go off at any minute.
I can’t say the beer was any good, but the jukebox was the BEST.
We spent many a hot summer night in that bar & the funny thing was we never felt in any danger.
I don’t know if the MID exists in Wakefield any more, but I can still recall those nights drinking , listening to music & then running across town to make the last bus home some eight miles away.
One night we didn’t even bother with the bus; we walked home, such is the attitude of youth. These days I want the transport home planned out BEFORE I set foot out of the door.
We met many wonderful characters there & some very nice accommodating female ones too. I have to smile when I think about Jimmy sitting outside in the car park learning what Hendrix was talking about when he sang “ Purple Haze “ especially
“ ‘scuse me while I kiss the sky ! “