^^ Those were the days. I worked in a pub then. There was such a rush at midday that we used to start pouring pints a before time and lining them up on the bar. Then when we opened the doors and the 'stampede' started the regulars could just grab a pint and put the cash down on the bar. We never lost out and it meant they could down an extra pint in the 2 hour time slot.
We did not open the doors till the stroke of 12 then you would be nearly knocked off your feet by the rush. Letting them in before 12 would have been a disaster they would have been climbing over the bar to get a drink!
Never mind the pints. When the cheese and pickles came out everyone seemed to have developed mechanical grabbers. The plates were emptied within 5 minutes.
Lol....On Sundays we'd start letting in the regulars from about 10:30. This was back in the day when most of the blokes were working 6 days a week. I remember opening the doors at 12 and watching all the cigarette smoke being sucked outside. I miss those days...
I was told it is unlucky to turn the clock back, so have to go forward 11 hours,superstition, same as not cutting your nails on a sunday, from my scottish side of the family.