THEIR giggling is infectious. So far, Matty, Aiden, Lee and Tartasha from Happy Valley have been patiently waiting until the usual boring stuff like adult conversation has been dispensed with. But the second that Mark Swindells appears with Chester, the camel, they find it impossible to contain their excitement. Mark, who co-owns
IT’S just gone 10 in the morning and Les Pilton, owner of the Barrow Creek Roadhouse, is serving pies rather than pints. In fact, the only one in the bar, or on the bar to be exact, is Tiger. And he’s flat out asleep. Just as he has been most of the morning.
Most times Les passes by as he serves customers he gives Tiger an affectionate tickle. It’s no more than Tiger expects. That’s his spot, says Les indulgently. It’s clear who is top dog. And it’s not the two canines Ed and Sophie.
Every inch of the bar and the walls of the Roadhouse is scrawled with signatures or festooned with photographs. They are a permanent testimony to the hundreds