It was a time of faux-sophistication, especially when Simon’s Wine Bar opened just down the road from Alice’s in the mid '70s. Quaffining Liebfraumilch, Piesporter Michelsberg or a cheeky White Zinfandel, TBH anything that sounded relatively foreign.
Thanks too to Berni Inns that would serve up a Prawn Cocktail, Steak, Chips & Peas and Black Forest Gateau for around £2.50 in the late '60s. If you thought you were in with a good chance you’d push the boat out and buy a bottle of White Hirondel too.
I wouldn’t be surprised if some of you youngsters are here today courtesy of a bottle of Hirondel.