The working man's Pubman Alan Winfield rises from the grave with a gem of a review.

The Chintz Symposium

I went to the bar to see a sign saying NO Real Ales,i turned round to look at my wife for help,no chance of that,i looked at the keg things on the bar,none i had ever heard of like Bondary Imbongo,too strong for us,the others had stupid names and too strong,so i asked for two halfs of Verdant Some Fifty Summers,expensive and it looked like no other drink i or my wife have ever had,it looked like sludge,we both tried it and agreed it was vile but not off,as we drank more of it the taste got worse.
We both could no wait to get out and into a proper pub,we went up to Wetherspoons and the first two drinks did not take the taste away,after two more we were almost back to normal.
I said to my wife we have just done a craft beer bar,she said "they can stick them,i prefer proper pubs".