Hi Betsy,

I too with a couple of mates tried to get in the front room of the Spile - Mon night I think - and was told to queue, I think by probably the same pony tailed doorman. They were letting two out and two in or three out and three in etc. I don't think it was a case of elitism, I've never found that anywhere in Whitby, just a case of very busy.

We just went across the bridge and started our own session in the Black Horse.

Had to leave on Tuesday, but I'd sung that many rousing songs Sat through to Tues - every sesh - that my voice had gone anyway but had a fanastic time yet again.

As for "not quite my scene" - Grab above - the beauty about Whitby is that if you don't like whats going off in one corner/pub, you go round to the next one. I've always thought you could find just about every colour of folk at Whitby. Though perhaps you do need to know where to go however, but, if you don't, all you need to do is ask.

Still a damn shame about the Plough though.

Otley just round the corner and Hull Sea Fever this weekend. What a great time of year!