8 Sept 2009

Jukebox Escapades

I returned to Falmouth last week. The good ol', bad ol' days. I partook in the simple pleasure of the 3Ps (Pasty, Pint, Paper) in Finn's. While plonked there, I tried to figure out why I opt for that pub over the numerous other and probably better pubs in the town. Then the jukebox kicked in.

Utterly bonkers, it skipped across decades and genres, with nay thought. You can only find free-wheeling jukeboxes in free-houses now, what with chains opting for sanitised playlists, the at times chilling mp3 Jukebox or nothing at all. Another reason to support free-houses me thinks.

Back to Finn's, this came on and made my day.