Spotted it fully for the first time in a small pub off Borough High Street probably between Tuesday and Wednesday.…
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On a rainy Friday night in a local cafe the first talk at the table was not about the wine…
I’ve been thinking about something the manager of a tiny wine shop in north London told me a few years…
When you enter the incorrect restaurant on a Friday night, you can tell right away that something is awry. The…
When you go into the wrong bar on a Friday night, you almost instantly feel uneasy. The staff is polite…
On a damp Tuesday in November, you may enter a certain bar on a side street in Bloomsbury and, in…
If you observe people drink for long enough, you’ll notice a little bit. The pint glasses quickly empty at a…
If you walk into a bar on a damp Tuesday in, say, a market town, you’ll know in about 90…
A certain type of laughter is exclusive to a friend’s flat. The instant the front door shuts, you hear it.…
Somewhere in the Yorkshire Dales, there is a wooden stool by the fireplace in a bar that has, by unwritten…