A local boozer in Leominster is the very nice 18th c. 'Grape Vaults'.
A couple of months ago the landlord, Phil, told me that the new Wetherspoons opening in town could spell disaster for his business...
Now Phil happens to employ as his chief barman a bloke called Graham who I know to be a rabid Bill Wiggin fan (yes, he still has five!)
Last night a friend told me that last week he was having a pint in the Grapes when yours truly passed by the window, at which barman Graham exclaimed in a loud voice: "There goes that twat Miller".
If you happen to drop by my blog, Phil, a word to the wise: it might not be Wetherspoons that is losing you customers.
'AN EXPENSES ACCOUNT' Jim Miller's adventures in the banana republic of Nth Herefordshire leominsterindependent@live.co.uk
