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[jf9tp2wd40]

We used a combination of hand sanitiser (handsan to be precise) and the good old fashioned water and soap when i worked in the ashvale... until i managed to set my hand on fire. handsan sucks.

[Biz]

I love the art in the Moorings and all the weird ornaments and implements adorning the shelves.
The live nude bands sign is lovely.
I noticed that if you drink enough lager the tickly tap disnae matter so much. The tap on the right trickled a treat yesterday, just long enough for a quick cats dicht.
I am getting quite attached to the hand dryer, it's nae too loud which is a bonus.
I have never shagged corned beef, but I do recall some time in the mid 1980s shagging a woman with corned beef thighs. I think it might have been the result of standing in front of the fire heating up my tea .

[Teabags]

my favourites have to be the characters with big cocks above the bar.

[Biz]

the HOMO milk carton is ace

[Flash@TMB]

I like the 2 men in a fishing boat ornament best. It got knocked down and one the the mens heads snapped off, so Frank replaced it with a swizzle stick.

Also note that the Jazz band's drum kit is not a Pearl or a Mapex or a Tama but a limited edition Space Raider kit.

[The Ghost Of Fudge]

i like the 'Best Venue' gnome

[The Ghost Of Fudge]

... or the Jack Daniels candle...

every week: "what's in the weird bottle of Jack up there? can i have some?"

[Lucky Rathen]

Oh that reminds me. I spotted this bloke standing in the corner of the Ship Inn in Fraserburgh. I think he'd look great standing at the bar in the Moorings. I could probably arrange to get a couple of junkies to nick it if you like. It is the Broch after all. Some wag has already nicked his hook though. He's a big hoor, life size and heavy as fuck.

[RossP]

Being 'half Broch' myself, i'm wondering if that hook ended up lodged in someones skull

[Lucky Rathen]

Quite possibly, although the bar owners may have removed it just to prevent that from happening.... I'm sure he used to have a hook though.

Funny story, I was in the nightclub above the Royal Hotel last weekend (also called the Moorings incidentally) I was outside having a fag, and there was this complete nutter running around the street, totally chewing his own face off, massive staring eyes, utterly wrecked on probably a combination of different uppers. He's really aggressive and he's going around telling everybody he's going to kill them and shit, getting right in people's faces, really scary, he's even doing this to the bouncers outside the club, threatening to stab them and stuff (remember that part). The police turn up for a routine check and he darts up to me "They're here for me aren't they, if they try to take me away and going to fucking kill them, I'm going to fucking stab them!". So i finish my fag and he is over the road talking to someone else. As I'm goin up the stairs back into the club I meet the police on the stairs and I mention to them that there's this dude outside who is going totally apeshit, off his nut and threatening to kill people. 20 minutes later, I'm sitting having a pint, and he walks into the club! Not only did the police let him go, but the bouncers who he'd actually been threatening to stab, had actually let him in to the club! As I said in another thread, the joys of Fraserburgh. That was a weird night all around. I had literally been in the place for 30 seconds and a guy started on me.