The pub used to have the
marvellous feature of little alcoves at
street level, below the main
pub, reached by stairs, all along the sides, next the
windows. They were
enclosed, and
comfortable, and
safe, and lovely, and every pub should have them. They were, for a while, the dwelling-place of my friends and I.
Unfortunately, a few months ago, they decided to rebuild the pub minus these little bits. On asking why, we were told 'people were getting frisky on the sofas'.
*ahem*