Take that, sucker!

Vickie Desbrow, 35, Laindon, Essex

Heaving a crate of beer up the cellar steps, I knelt by the pub fridge to restock it.

Amid the background buzz of drinkers, I heard a booming voice.

‘Anyone serving?’ the bloke yelled over the bar.

‘Just a minute,’ I sighed, climbing to my feet.

Only, laying eyes on him, I softened.

Long hair in a topknot, gorgeous blue eyes, he definitely wasn’t a regular.

I would’ve remembered serving you! I thought.

‘What can I get you?’

I smiled.

‘Pint please, and whatever you’re having,’ he added with a grin.

It was February 2019.