Not just the Mac’s punk’s finest moment, immortalised in the Smashing Pumpkins “1979”, but yet another example of how pubs these days go the extra mile to offer patrons enhanced restroom experiences. See also Draft House, Aberdeen.
The Roebuck in Draycott in the Clay, in the heart of Pedi/Bass land, hardly merits a post.
dull dining pub,
in house brewery (😱)
uncomfortable high tables,
and folk standing on ceremony.
Gone is the Pedi, replaced with cheap homebrew.
And here’s the thing. The Bitter was beautifully kept. Cool, crisp, fruity a 3.5 for the ages.
But it was so bland as to be undrinkable. Mark asked about a correlation between my NBSS and tippability.
This showed the pub in a good light, but I could only manage a half of my half before the Fleetwood Mac themed toilets called.
Go there and tell me I’m wrong. Wear a pashmina and you’ll fit in.