Etiquette Of Women Visiting Pubs. 1940's, 50's, 60's, 70's

[Lynn_M]

Could a lone woman go into a pub during those times? My mum would visit pubs in the 1970's, but if she was on her own, she'd wait outside till her friend turned up. Women weren't even allowed into pubs during some erased

Can anyone add anymore insight?

[joggerjayne]

Obviously foreplay is not sex ... according to Bill Clinton.

[gness]

No...not forty days and forty nights of it..... ;-)

[Peter Pedant]

when I was hitch hiking in the early seventies, the end of my journey was West Dorset and I would have be picked up by my parents for the last bit - sort of 20 miles actually

At South Petherton A303 so not exactly in the middle of nowhere
my mother walked into the pub where I said I was
and as immediately challenged
and said of course she was looking for a young man

Ewe and lamb were re united

however clearly at that time 1970 in the West it was an event to be remarked on.

If, a publican explained, a woman walked into a pub and offered the publican a drink and he said yes, then he was allowing her to ply to oldest trade (you know.... selling yourself) in his pub.

Another time, clearly I spent large amounts of time in the wrong pubs - another woman said to the bouncer -I am looking for my husband.....
and he said Look elsewhere, and then explained to me that also was a come-on from a woman on the game. [ I was offered a job once as a bouncer as I used to wash ]

and finally, I have had my pocket picked by a lady pick pocket. I thought it was a Leeds Dipper on a day out in Mank. Apparently Leeds is distinguished by having a girlie gang, totally run by girls, (which picks pockets for their living). Elton Mayo - Hawthorn expts etc -recorded how unusual it was for woman to combine in this way - men did so naturally.

I felt a hand in my pocket whilst I was queuing at a bar
and the girl said oh I am looking for my husband
and I said I think you are looking for something else
and she fled.

so is it any surprise I have ended up as I am ?

[Scylax]

Coronation St. was, and is, a fairly accurate depiction of the times. The early episodes, 1961/1962 showed Ena Sharples and her cronies as habitues of the 'Rovers Return', frequently, though these ladies preserved their dignity by occupying the Snug only. Port and lemon was the preferred tipple.

For ladies, the Lounge was very daring; the Bar was entirely taboo as men had to modify their language. Definitely a big NO NO.

[emmie]

if my gran wanted a drink she didn't wait to be escorted to the pub, she just went, like her mates who would crowd in and usually jaw the night away, music was usually on offer, a bloke on the old joanna, bashing out my old man's a dustman, or some other ditty. she didn't drink pints, but loved a milk stout. i prefer a pint, it's a total waste of time going to the bar for a half, by the time you have sat down it's time to get another.

[mikey4444]

I think that the main problem women had back then was that the chain that they were attached to the kitchen sink with was rarely made long enough to venture out to the dustbin, let alone the local Pub.

Such a pity as there is nothing a man likes more with his dinner than a nice foaming pint of porter. The bottled stuff from the 'fridge is never quite the same somehow.

[FredPuli43]

Strangely , there were even bars in pubs in South Wales where young men were not accepted. When I first married, in Cardiff, I instantly acquired a status and my father- in- law would therefore invite me into the saloon to join the 'elite' of older, married and widowed men. My poor brother-in-law, who was single but only a bit younger than I was, had to go in the public or the middle bar. I remember my father-in-law asking the barman to send a message to say that his own son, my brother-in-law, was now invited in to sit with us for a few minutes, which he did, politely, before being sent away again.

The women,of course, didn't go in at all. My wife, being spoiled by living in London, decided to go with me once, whereupon her brother asked "Where are you going?" followed by "But who's going to cook the dinner?"

[Mosaic]

Lol Fred!

[DaisyNonna]

Thank goodness for the Union Bar at university in the 60s. Remember being taken by car to the university by my dad. He wanted to stop for a swift half in his old local. Was told that 'the young lady' might be more comfortable in the Conservative club! Needless to say I ordered a pint!

[DaisyNonna]

Fred, was on my way to Cardiff University.

[123Kerry]

Can anyone tell me what women drank in early 1940s England.
I'm writing a book and need some background information