Theatres, Gay Pubs and The Welsh
A few years back I was a student in Portsmouth and was pretty heavily involved in several productions at one of the city's theatres. It became a tradition that after the last night of a run an after show party would ensue.

Normally the theatre bar would be happy to stay open for an hour or so and we would all happily quaff our drinks in a manner befitting of a group of twenty-something theatre lovvies. After they kicked us out the fun began....

The pub just round the corner was a hulking Victorian affair with two bars and a 'function room' upstairs. The function of the 'function room' was to serve alcohol to anyone who wanted it at any time of the day or night. This made it the ideal venue for an after show party. It was also one of the largest gay pubs in Portsmouth, not that we minded being aspiring thesps and all.

One of my non-theatre mates had tagged along, excited about the prospect of all night drinking session and lots of 'arty' girls with not very many straight men around. At this juncture I should explain about the friend, I shall call him Rhys for that is his name. He was a gentle giant of a bloke, 6'2, and a rugby player from the valleys of South Wales. However, tactful was one thing he most certainly was not.

The party is raging and the music booming, beverages are quaffed, the normally subdued Gill for the costume department is dry humping Trevor who does the lighting, you get the picture. Rhys looks down and sees he has nearly run out of cigarettes and in one of those rare moments in a noisy room that the music stops and no-one talks, Rhys announced in his booming Welsh baritone:

'Anthropos, do they sell fags in here?'

Cue huge, body shuddering, giggles from me and many catty looks from the bar staff and a threat from the landlady to kick us all out if we didn't behave. Turns out the bar staff thought Rhys was after a rent boy for the night! He hasn't ever lived it down.

Apologies for length, be gentle, first time etc, etc….
( Anthropos Was making beer on, Tue 10 Feb 2009, 10:16, 1 reply)

Ha!
Nice one! Last time I was in a gay club with my girlfriend, as you do, she turned to a fella who had started a conversation with me and shouted: "Oi, are you trying to chat up my bird?!?"
( SpankyHanky, Tue 10 Feb 2009, 10:20, closed)