Olympic enjoyment at The Golden Gyro Inn, Penmaenmawr. Sports fans celebrated a festival of Olympic achievement with the new ‘Big Screen’ at Penmaenmawr’s Golden Gyro this weekend.
“Incredible,” beamed local customer and ladies pole vault fan, Emrys Roberts. “It was like being in there with them!”
Retired shepherd, Eifyon Grffith–Jenkins, was also keen to add his praise for the big screen. “You could smell the sweat!” he said with gusto, sniffing suspiciously into packet of cheese and onion crisps . “Dripping off them it was, indeed to goodness, isn’t it, boyo. Bloody marvellous!”
Jacob Yehudi-Jones, the Gyro’s landlord, said that bar sales had trebled over the Olympic fortnight. “The regulars have been gripped by it,” he enthused, aiming the zoom control at the big screen as Bulgarian triple jumper, Heidi Freemantle, hurtled into the sand.
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The wee guy on the left o' the picture looks so much like a guy that wiz wae me on wan o'ma arduous expeditions tae Upper Volta. He wiz a sturdy wee guy by the name of Percy. Aye Mr Verance wiz a true survival expert as is ma new Latvian comrade Ludmilla Sharpazatak. She recently spent two weeks hidden inside a Big Mac with Fries tae observe an' report dodgy dealin's in the Fast Food business. However, efter it wiz over she slipped on the Ketchup an' noo is laid up wi' a broken toe nail. We a' wish her a seedy recovery. Slainte, Rannoch.
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