Hysteria in the local news.

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I'm currently involved in refurbishing and opening a club in Newquay. It's a lapdancing bar (stripclub to the rest of the world) and the local news did a telephone interview with the owner (who got plastered in the clubs last night so i got to blat around his beemer today :D). The interview was run of the mill, the interviewer asked as many "loaded" questions as he could and my friend came out with the exact opposite of what he wanted to hear. :D

And then they opened the phonelines! :eek:

Dear god how many zealots are there out there! :eek: It ranged from one ex-policeman who was worried about the impending arrival of working girls hanging red lights above their windows (he also pointed out that prositution was used to fund the Great Train Robbery), he was also concerned that it could lead to Newquay opening an "adult" shop (umm, it's had one for years, try and keep up). Followed by some random council official who insisted that it would damage the moral fibre of the area, put off tourists and should never have been allowed from now back to the year of Our Lord Jesus Christ. :eek:

Where do these people come from? (and what colour is the sky there?)
 
Mikol said:
...my mate is approached by two ladies, who say a private dance with both of them is £20. Cue the end when they ask for £80. ....

Crafty, i thought the usual method was to get the cash up front :confused:

PikeyPriest said:
Its the same as porn. Its only degrading to those involved if its crap.......

Degrading? The record earnings in his Plymouth club is £800 in one night, i'm sure the woman involved felt aweful :rolleyes:

Burned_Alive said:
Whos it harming? If you dont wanna see it, dont go in....whats wrong with these people!?

Some people believe that Newquay still has a "bucket and spade" holiday image. The selection of shops you drive passed go :- bar, bar, surfshop, takeaway, surfshop, bar, takeaway, surfshop, bar, etc, etc.

I also loved the way they complained about the women walking around wearing next to nothing and causing their to be hoards of randy men wandering the streets. Umm, they have heard about Run To The Sun haven't they? :p
 
Von Luck said:
Talking of gentlemen's clubs - for anyone in the Norwich area - Devil's Advocate in the town centre. Oooh la la, no '3ft rule' there. :eek:

Can recommend Laura (looks a bit like Dita Von Teese), not the prettiest, but the best by a mile! ;)

Heh, the place my friend has got into already had a lapdancing licence and ran for just under a year (Spearmint Rhino) but as they never advertised, nobody complained! They had a '3ft rule', the new place has a '3 rizlas rule' :D
 
Mini update on this.

been down there another week and it made the front page of the local paper ("Poles Apart", lol!) and had one of the local columnists telling everybody how it was a big misunderstanding and that there were no lapdancing licences in Newquay and no licences were going to be issued. People were probably just getting it mixed up with the wet t-shirt contests during Run To The Sun .... umm, not aware the licence has been in place for nearly a year then love? I love local news.

Ho hum, had plenty of fun though :)

Old club had a canopy outside, which we were going to carefully remove, chop up and dispose of. Instead we drilled a few holes though it, got a bigass rope, hitched it over the towing hitch of my van and pulled it off the wall a lump at a time, Good god that was fun :D

And for those who think i'm having too much fun there, this should bring a smile ...

We've been pulling some of the old ceiling down. I've popped off to the "throne room" to answer the call of the wild. After a minute or so of "contemplation" i hear shrieks (from the big burly labourers on the job) and a shout of "it's going towards the bog!". I hear the door burst open and sets of feet come running in. "there it is, smack it in the head! now! kill it!", etc. I'm a bit agitated by this to say the least. Imagine my reaction when a sodding great big rat runs under the cubicle door and heads towards the (occupied!) pan! :eek: I think i developed something short of thrust at that moment and managed to bounce off the seat (ok, i shrieked too :p) The rat did an about turn,ran out under the door and from what i could hear managed to dodge the lot of them on it's way out of the club. Not a situation i'd care to repeat any time soon i can assure you!

Couple days at home and i'm back up there on monday (place is meant to be open in 11 days and we haven't even plastered the ceilings yet :eek: )
 
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