Time to give pubs back to grown-ups

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A GRANDAD called Danny Po­lak ap­peared in court this week where he ad­mit­ted two counts of as­sault.

In be­hav­iour no one can con­done, he had chucked half a pint of beer over a cry­ing baby and then kicked the tot’s mum when she con­fronted him about it.

Let’s make no bones about this – it was an out­ra­geous thing to do. And I’m heart­ened that he held his hands up to it and ac­cepted his pu­n­ish­ment – which was a fine and com­pen­sa­tion.

Po­lak saw his arse, it would ap­pear, be­cause the baby was mak­ing a fuss in a pub.

Now, you don’t have to agree with the man’s re­ac­tion to un­der­stand his frus­tra­tion.


I can re­mem­ber the time when you could go into a boozer, or­der a pint, sit down, light up a cig­a­rette and en­joy the sound of noth­ing more than clink­ing glasses and the whirr of a fruit ma­chine.

These days ev­ery pub stinks of chips and burg­ers and seems to be an ex­ten­sion of the lo­cal f***ing crèche.

There’s lit­tle I de­test more when I try to set­tle down for a quaff only to first have to swipe away a shed­load of salt while suf­fer­ing the whines of chil­dren ring­ing down the aisle.

And why the f*** am I pay­ing al­most four quid for a jar of mostly wa­ter only to have to stand out­side in the rain for a smoke while some frig­ging child gets to cry in the warmth for free?

Give pubs back to men. You never know, they might start mak­ing money again.

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