The Coliseum Picture Theatre — Restaurant in England

OH DEAR Well can you really rely on spoons? 2023 'You can always rely on a Spoons to be cheap and welcoming no frills at Cleethorpes'

That was 2 years ago Thats what I posted - NOW READ ON FOR A LAUGH. THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED YESTERDAY 14TH AUG 2025 So let's move on to August Thursday 14th 6pm.

The Rose Prosecco created a huge disturbance behind the bar- there was much too-ing and frow ing between the fridge after I pointed out my favourite 'day out tipple' -off she went to do muttering - well who knows what. Back she came, tapping at the payment screen, no I can't find it she said. I said - look behind you there's a fridge with Little bottles of Rose Prosecco - bring one out and maybe you can find it on your screen with a barcode. Nope. She wasn't doing that , she didn't even know what Rose Prosecco was even though I was pointing at it. Except tried to sell me a big 75ml several times on screen 'just a small bottle' she asked over and over? I was feeling a bit like - shall I just walk out? Off she went again to ask someone. She wasn't going to look in that fridge with WINE PROSECCO clearly marked on top with a row of small Rose Proseccos cheekily beconing on the top shelf quite easy to see, even with my bad eyes. It was all a bit odd but bless her, I thought be patient maybe she's new to the job. Or maybe visually impaired like me.

Another bar staff lady comes- Are you being served? I say I'm trying to be can you help your colleague as she's having a problem over there, pointing across the long bar as much as I can see. Back she comes and takes my £10 note and disappears down the bar again. No Prosecco bottle in sight.

I say to the drunk scottish guy waiting next to me jokingly - I'm going to miss my train back to Sheffield at 19.26 at this rate I hope your staying longer! His response was unintelligible. He's drunk, I am definately not.

Back she comes, I become hopeful, but without my change - at this point she starts apologizing because there aren't any wine glasses and points upwards to prosecco flutes hanging up there. I say that's perfectly fine that's the glass that comes with the - now becoming Prosecco treat that is more distant and now I don't even think I want it or have time for it. She says ,- 'No it should be a wine glass ' I say ' No Prossecco comes with the tall flute glass, I'm 66 years old and been in plenty Wetherspoons and that glass is normal and fine ' No she says, that Prosecco goes in a wine glass. No, I say, Prosecco goes in a flute glass - and I'm quite happy because that's what you're giving me Oh dear God she's still arguing about it holding my change and pulling faces with the colleague like I'm an idiot.

Oh God, I thought she's going to prolong this agonizing bizarre scenario and argue the toss again - and guess what - She did!!! And all the time I'm thinking - I've been teetotall since I broke my arm in March, my first day out maybe God's trying to tell me something. Maybe drink this one and get the train home without a second. There is neither time nor inclination for a second prossecco, trust me! Just unbelievable - in fact so funny you could write a comedy sketch about it.

So - I got my Prosecco in the end, and my change, it took so so long, I barely had time to swig if out of the bottle let alone any glass!!!! Is it a Wine Glass or a Flute Glass for Prosecco - I was so exhausted I ceased caring. But I know I was right.

But that really is the last time I go in that Wetherspoons. You really have got to train your staff.

I was nearly dead on my feet when I got home to Sheffield, and...

Went to the Coliseum with my friends on Friday 18th May to celebrate leaving college and upon entering we was sneered and laughed at by people sitting outside. I respect this is no fault of the staff but what soured my experience further was the treatment I received from one female member of staff in particular, who’s name I didn’t manage to get a hold of. With my passport in hand I asked this particular barmaid for an alcoholic drink, ready to be asked for some identification as it is her duty to do so. She rudely snaps at me and almost aggressively asks for some identification and when I’ve proven that I’m of the legal age I order a drink for myself and my boyfriend who had gone away from the bar. When I said I was ordering two drinks she rudely asks me again who the other drink is for. Again, I respect this is her job as she would not want me buying drinks for someone underage. So I call my boyfriend downstairs to show her who I’m buying the drink for, and disrespectfully she points at an underaged lady and asks if this is the person who I’m buying the drink for, ignoring the 18 year old adult I was actually pointing to in front of her. Then when she was pouring our drinks, this same barmaid walked to the end of the bar and spoke to another member of staff blatantly about us, which I could tell she was doing because she was looking at us. However, although this member of staff was particularly rude, the other members of staff I spoke to were perfectly nice and polite and when me and my friends ordered drinks, they respectfully asked us for our identification with...

Having spent a few hours out in the sun me and my partner thought we would go for a cool down and a drink in the spoons, we found a seat close to the bar area and ordered from the app ,after five minutes we noticed our order was ready at the bar, twenty minutes later our drinks were still at the bar, they seemed no structure to taking the orders out, then a elderly couple came and sat on the table next to us and the little boy came straight from the bar and took there order and pulled there drinks straight away and brought them over, at this point i decided enough was enough and asked what was going on, the little boy then said he would try and speed our order up. He then walked over to another table and started taking their order i thought you are now taking the mic. He then went to the bar at which point said something to another member of staff who looked round and brought our drinks over nearly 30mins after we ordered. The lady next to us apologised but i said it wasn't your fault and that she had nothing to apologise for, if i hadn't had paid for the drinks upfront I would have walked out. Talk about looking after the locals, I've noticed on the few times I've come to Cleethorpes that you don't like tourists very much, made to feel as welcome as a fart in a astronaut suit. That's why we go abroad when allowed, they know how to treat customers and make you...