Hooray! The Mac, on Aire Street in Goole, is open for business again. The pub, delightfully unimproved, is redolent of a time when sailors on shore leave had needs that couldn’t be met by a glass of barley water, a bucket of fried chicken or a peck on the cheek. Seeing the door open yesterday, I called in for a pint. There was a new face behind the bar. I may be wrong – I’m not an expert in these things – but I think that someone might have given the place “a little light dusting”. I had a chat with a blind cricketer, who instructed me in the finer points of his version of the summer game…
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