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The 1989 Beer Orders caused the traditional big brewers a big headache. They were limited to owning 2,000 tied pubs so they had to sell a load off. Whitbread were also hit by the decline of traditional ales - they had the UK licence to brew Heineken & Stella but obviously didn't own the brands.
So their focus shifted from breweries to Premier Inns & Beefeaters, and the other UK franchises they had (Costa, TGI Fridays, David Lloyd gyms).
What an incredible example of unintended consequences that was. The original government intention was to stop brewers becoming ever more powerful by limiting the number of pubs they could own. The brewers were smarter than the government and decided to sell their breweries and could then own as many pubs as they wanted. The way the hospitality industry is structured today in the UK is still at least partly as a result of that change (as I understand it, based on my simple understanding).
 
Fritzie Zivic and Jake Lamotta after their second fight in July, 1943 which Zivic won. Lamotta won the first fight a month before and they'd go on to fight each other twice more. Zivic went on to have 233 fights, losing a lot of the last 50 so you can only imagine how damaged he was. Lamotta had 106 hard fights and when you look at the pair of them, you don't see that many modern boxers look anywhere near as hammered as these two...

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My dad worked for Tennants/Whitbread in the 50s/60s, mostly down in the cellars with the dry hop process of brewing.
He was useless without his glasses and sometimes forgot them in the rush to get to work.
School holidays my mum would get me to catch bus into town to take the glasses to him. He always took some finding but eventually some bloke would guide me to him with the glasses.
He'd always sidle me away to the beer pump where the cellar staff got their daily allowance. He fill a glass with Tennants Queens and let me sup it (I was around 12/13 at the time) and always followed it with 'dont tell thi mum' and 'this'll keep thi bowels oppen'.
Tasted fuckin horrible to me, but mi bowels did open soon after 😂

Not the best bus ride home then?
 
Jeez remember those score boards in the background each letter corresponded to a certain match at half-time they put the scores up A B C et and you had to look in the program for which match it was , they would often get the scores/matches mixed up and when you get home for the final results, they would be completely different , good old days ! Life was so much simpler then .
Queuing outside the Matilda for them to open at 6, for a pint and green un.
 
I used to get the train back to Scunthorpe on a Saturday night in the 1980s, and always remember the same old(?) guy shouting.

"Football results Green Un, late night Star or Green Un".

Maybe I dreamt that 😂
 

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