me attitude? a young lad asked her for a toasty and says I?ll be over there (pointing to his table)when its ready, she grabs him by the shirt collar(both hands) pulls him across the bar until they were nose to nose and says, in a low scots growl you?ll come and fcuking get it like the rest of the wankers, whats a good bar without caring attentive staff The CFC in Honky Finn was a great place, spent many a week-end there, breakasting on freshly squeezed orange juice and listening to the bells ringing over the harbour. Days of the HK $ being 1/3, half the Singers $ 2/6 or half a crown. The problem with most bars I frequented as a jack, is I have a great amount of difficulty remembering where the hell I had been, Holliday Inn New Orleans Rain Forrest bar was good during the Mardis Gras, it was a cocktail bar $5 all you could drink for 2 hours, a yank we had become friendly told us to tip the bar maids, so high rollers on LOA all gave her a $1, she made sure our classes were never empty, the rest of the lads just could not work out why we were favoured so much, and we never let on.