The pub, football and golf on the TV screens. Three women come in. ” Do you do Pimms?” one of them asks.
” Next pub along,” says the barman. ” Much nicer there.” They leave.
Later, barman comes out from behind the counter, rattling and banging round the floor with a long-handled dustpan and brush.
” Jasus,” says a punter sitting up at the counter, ” you’re a great worker. Did you know that?”