Pub!

Oh, I'm a bad boy. I was, as they say, led astray. But I was in the lead.

I nipped down to my local for a wee pint or three with my mate Steve, but there were so many people in the beer garden city seemed safer to drink in the bar - oh ecstasy! No-one was there but us. And the beer. I may be sanctioned for it later but we stayed clear of the crowds.

This is a pub that shrank. It is now a drinking room, and almost boutique in its comfortable smallness. The beer is always small cask fine quality and the beast over the fireplace watches as I disappear a pint. and another... and, another.

I may be a little squiffy. But hey, you have to support your local. :-)