At the York Railway Institute. The old bloke who sits behind the desk is like a character out of League of Gentlemen. Goes in last week: "Hello, got a table tennis court booked for half one" "No you haven't" "Erm, yeah we have" "You haven't" "We have! We booked a table tennis court online for today" "No. You've booked a table tennis TABLE" This week he'd decided his game of the day was to conduct his entire job in silence without saying a word but pointing and grunting.
I used to play snooker in there. I doubt it's the same bloke still working there but it sounds like they're at least related. I see they now offer "No Strings Badminton". How does that work?
Admittedly he was factually correct, but this was coming from a man who told us after 4 weeks that the table tennis balls he provides are what other people leave behind when they're out of shape