Got that t-shirt. The Curse Of The Sunday Roast. Try getting chucked off an unreserved table "because people want to eat" and having to stand in a corner like a pair of Charleys with nowhere to put our drinks down. "We are trying to run a business you know." Yeah right well that's the last you've seen of ours.
Mr Hatter
my arrival coincided with that of a large Christmas Pudding, which meant it took me a while to get anyone to serve me a beer. The bearer of the pudding informed anyone who would listen that it had been steeped in brandy for 18 months, to the extent that I began to form the opinion that she'd been similarly treated herself.
Hand In Hand
Both Moby & ETA, moby for this one "when it was a Yates pub and didn't think at the time pubs could get much worse than that, well they can and this is it"
But ETA prior is great as well
Both reviews give a clear steer of one to avoid at all costs
Popworld
I drink to make others more interesting
ETA's review of Highworth's Goldfinger Tavern raises a Roger Moore-style arched eyebrow...
"Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter"
And when the spectre of pricing raises its head it's obvious we really do miss money. Penny for your thoughts on that...