Ah, found another one on Sunday, the free peanut hoggers, you know, on Sundays the pub puts on a free [minute] bowl of peanuts / crisps, then some greedy git snaffles it and all you have left is a few p*ssed soaked ones [allegedly, according to some survey yonks ago]
Shut or not pubs, a few years back went in one in small rural, thatched cottage type, village, sat down near nice roaring fire, landlord came out, looked at us, then vanished for ever, we walked up the road to only alternative pub, barst@rd, utter utter b@rstard. Included in my review of course, pub changed hands subsequently, wonder why?