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I like to live life on the random side at times, and the random number generator chooses many of our roast dinner locations, from my to-do list. This time it picked about the closest place to where I went last weekend – and this choice was The Horn of Plenty in Stepney.
For the third time in 8 days I was making a mission to the same patch of East London, all the way from boring Harrow – and I was particularly amused by the random number generator sending us here.
The Horn of Plenty looked like my kind of pub – a great beer selection, a great mirror selection and even more important, a great selection of maps on the wall – the kind of place I’d love to have a few beers in. Alas, I’m doing Dry 2/3rds January.
So I used the online booking system to book a table – and there was even an automated reminder to confirm my booking two days before. I was notably hungry and craving yet more apple juice.
All was going smoothly until my tube train was terminated at Moorgate. Not the end of the world – just a 10 minute wait until the next Hammersmith & City line train.
And then I got a message from my sister, “Do I have the right pub lol?”.
TURN YOUR FUCKING BOOKING SYSTEM OFF IF YOU ARE GOING TO CLOSE FOR REFURBISHMENT.
AND MAYBE UPDATE YOUR FUCKING GOOGLE ACCOUNT SO PEOPLE WHO ARE TRAVELLING ALL THE WAY FROM THE ARSE END OF LONDON KNOW YOU ARE CLOSED FOR REFURBISHMENT.
Well that wasn’t plenty
I should probably take them off my to-do list yet I want to go there even more than I did now – this is almost the roast dinner equivalent of negging.
To be continued…
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The Horn of Plenty, Stepney
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Loved & Loathed
Loved: The fact that I went all the way to East London and they were closed.
Loathed: They take bookings when they are closed for refurbishment. And don't update Google.
Mate it made me smile though, i do share your anger I’d be pretty cheesed off as well. Maybe the Lord above helped out Lord Gravy 🙏🙏
Maybe he heard me shout swear words when I walked past a church on my Christmas work party two years ago.
The Horn of Disappointment?
Since when did we have sexual relations?