THE TEMPLE OF CONVENIENCE

“You haven’t really done Manchester till you’ve done the Temple of Convenience” said no-one ever. I’d never.

But these Young People know how to have a good time, and insisted we finish our Freshers’ crawl in a converted public toilet.

Frankly, if the Temple can re-open during Covid, anywhere can.

Eight of us in, unless there was a garden in the ladies.

Dark, cheery, oddly atmospheric.

Yes, but what was the beer like? you ask.

Shindigger, Krombacher and probably a barrel of flat Bass.

What can I say. It’s a bar. I was drunk ish. I tried to read the walls. Someone said “Theatre is cinema for elitists“.

Then I put a quid in the juke and sat back waiting for the kidz to admire my superior musical taste. Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts, the Pulp Fiction OST, weird Americana.

But all we got for half an hour was Queens of the ******* Stone Age. Come on!

“Sorry mate, I selected the whole album by mistake”. Hope his girlfriend dumped him in September.

A gang of four, probably from Leeds, admired the loos.

“They’re unisex loos, boys. How’d ya feel about that?”.

Works for me. Unlike the idea of a sixth pint in the Paramount.

Published by retiredmartin

Retired NHS, doing long walks around UK and the world to record the great bits. Focused on Good Beer Guide pubs and live music.

19 thoughts on “THE TEMPLE OF CONVENIENCE”

      1. Very true but then you have to negotiate the stairs back up to get out. It’s a favourite because it manages to be quirky but in a decent way. And being a bar IN a toilet theres a sense of cutting out the middleman in some way.

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    2. Russian doll syndrome toilets don’t have proper facilities for the disabled and that explains no mobility scooters being parked outside the venue.

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  3. Your opening statement is in fact quite true – it’s an essential stop I think (unless you are a dyed in the wool traditionalist in which case it will be anathema). Must say I’ve always had a soft spot for the Temple.

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    1. “Revenge”, Bill?

      Reminds me of the tale about the late, great, Luciano Pavarotti, at some lady socialite’s party in London. She invited him to sing, which, having performed only a very short time ago he would have preferred not to do. So, he made his excuses on the basis that he would disturb the neighbours in adjoining flats. “Oh, don’t worry about THEM” she chirped “they ran over our cat last week”.

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  6. “and insisted we finish our Freshers’ crawl in a converted public toilet.”

    Um….

    “Eight of us in, unless there was a garden in the ladies.”

    I’m sure it was full of bushes. 😉

    “It’s a bar. I was drunk ish.”

    Best way to be in a bar.

    “and sat back waiting for the kidz to admire my superior musical taste.”

    Why is the ‘Various Artists” section full of non-English titles?

    “A gang of four, probably from Leeds, admired the loos.”

    I think, from the photo above that, those thought they were literally loos for f**king.

    “Unlike the idea of a sixth pint in the Paramount.”

    Yikes! That explains the ‘drunk ish’.

    Cheers

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