It’s what made this country great.
Boring Brown Bitters, boiled eggs, and little lit up alleys housing bikes and boozers, stuck amid quaint independent stores called VANS, North Face, Joe & The Juice and Fitness World.
Oh, and pubs with a Cask Marque, the absolute guarantee of a Perfect Pint (it says here).
I don’t know if the Pride was drinking well here; I had the Harvey’s. Let the lacings reveal.
Mmmm. I can visualise Etu trying to read the back board right now.
Look at how the tight head on the Harvey’s compares with the foamier topping on the Tiny Rebel;
They know what they’re doing here.
Not sure about the roses in the toby jug though. Is that legal ?
Clues to the address ?
“Charlie says “In 1977 Joan Armatrading released a classic single that shamefully sold less than God Save the Queen” “
(He didn’t really say that, he’s a cartoon).