Whatever became of the computerised pub?
Dig if you will a picture, of all of us down the boozer, not having to shift our arses at any stage other than to go to the toilet. That was the vivid picture painted by Tomorrow’s World back in 1965 as the show revealed for the first time the ‘computerised pub’, based in London’s fashionable Hackney Wick.
‘Nothing is safe from the tide of automation’ warns the reporter as we see what those in the know assumed would become the standard in years to come. Groups of friends sit around, ordering their drinks via a simple telephonic system, with a vast phone directory of booze acting as your guide.
Looking for something a bit more crazy and complicated like two cherries and a cube of ice? Don’t worry – dial 100 and the waiter will come along. Looking to start a punch-up with the bloke at the next table ‘cos he’s been eyeing up your bird? Thankfully there doesn’t seem to be an automated way of making that happen... yet.
Oh, and we don’t know why the presenter and the woman are holding hands at the beginning. It was a different world then...