l was flicking through an old copy of Alesman, the CAMRA magazine for the Keithley and Craven ( North Yorks) branch, when I spotted an ad for The Hare and Hounds, Lothersdale.
"I've been there" I thought, and I recall with great fondness what happened during my one and only visit.
This is a TRUE tale of exemplary customer service by a pub landlord.
In the summer of 1973 3 friends and myself set off to walk the southern half of the Pennine Way, starting at Edale in The Peak District, and ending in Keld, North Yorkshire. Day 5 saw us heading north towards the village of Lothersdale, near Skipton, for a lunchtime pint. About half a mile outside the village we walked passed a farmhouse. At an upstairs window we could clearly see a girl of about our age ( early 20s) finishing off getting dressed. We stood transfixed for several moments , then carried on down to the village
"I've been there" I thought, and I recall with great fondness what happened during my one and only visit.
This is a TRUE tale of exemplary customer service by a pub landlord.
In the summer of 1973 3 friends and myself set off to walk the southern half of the Pennine Way, starting at Edale in The Peak District, and ending in Keld, North Yorkshire. Day 5 saw us heading north towards the village of Lothersdale, near Skipton, for a lunchtime pint. About half a mile outside the village we walked passed a farmhouse. At an upstairs window we could clearly see a girl of about our age ( early 20s) finishing off getting dressed. We stood transfixed for several moments , then carried on down to the village
The pub had just opened so we were first in . Ordering our drinks, we asked about food.
"Sorry lads, too early", said the landlord. We were starving and had a moan. After a pause, he disappeared into the back of the pub, and came back with a loaf of uncut bread, a lump of butter, a block of cheese, a bread knife and 4 plates.
Impressed by this major first in customer service, we set about making thick sliced cheese sandwiches on the bar.
Now for what happened next, you have to think of a word that rhymes with that Kenny Everett character Cupid Stunt.
We were enjoying our self made meal, when mine host looked out through the bar window and declared,
" Watch your language lads, here comes a bit of ----"
During our laughter, the door of the pub opened and in walked the girl at the farmhouse window ! She was the barmaid !
I can't see anything like this happening these days. The guy would probably be brought up on a sexual harassment charge. Now of course in those days there was no such thing as Trip Advisor. If there was, I can imagine a comment like this :-
The Hare and Hounds pub can be found in the North Yorkshire village of Lothersdale. Run by a friendly, if slightly eccentric , landlord who specialises in allowing customers to prepare their own meals. However his attitude to female staff leaves a lot to be desired.
5 out of 5 for customer service, but 0 out if 5 for subtlety.
PS we still had to pay for our food .