"Is this what you're looking for?" he asked, dusting off the purple bottle.
The old man was right, the pub was so out of our usual jurisdiction, we had practically driven to North Sheen.
We thanked him and took our drinks outside to bask in the last of the evening sunshine. The three of us relaxed and chatted amongst ourselves, as the barman walked around, watering his many hanging baskets. The quiet residential area was made up of a pretty row of courtyard houses on one side, and a bunch of square council flats on the other.
I noticed that the pub was quite well respected by the locals, despite having very little clientèle. It's not often you see a lady run up to a pub with a bicycle puncture and ask for help.
Charming, and very traditional.
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Alex - 7.4
Dave - 7.3
Oliver - 8.0