Swearing in pubs is truly offensive

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Regular readers will know Mr Pendle sometimes makes reference to his visits to certain watering holes in the Colne area in his weekly musings.

They are places where he can pick up the latest juicy gossip in town – some of it for use in his work, most of it certainly not.

And it is in these places that he can also observe both the acceptable and unacceptable aspects of human behaviour – to him at any rate.

He must say that the vast majority of patrons of these establishments behave in an acceptable manner and cause no offence to their fellow customers.

But as is always the case, there is also a minority whose conduct leaves something to be desired.

Chief among their offences is their inability to put two sentences together without uttering the F-word.

In 99 cases out of 100, it is totally unnecessary – and in the 100th it would take an awful lot of persuading to make Mr Pendle accept the need for its use.

Worse still, those that speak in this manner do so at a level that their voice carries outside their group so that other people cannot fail to hear what they are saying.

And they do not appear – or care – to take into consideration the company they are in, so the air is polluted with the F-word even when women are present.

But worst of all, it appears to Mr Pendle that the so-called fairer sex do not care about the industrial language being used in their company – and instead of telling the perpetrators, many of whom have left their teenage years far behind them, to curb their tongues, respond in kind and use the expletive themselves.

It is a sorry state of affairs, and to Mr Pendle, it speaks volumes for the levels to which society is sinking – or, some might say, has already sunk.