Also when I was in Bath I felt drawn to this place, tiny bar and lounge with a beatiful interior, loads of excellent draught ales and a loads of up their own arse posh English types.
While reading my book and swigging my beer I felt obliged to listen to their conversation, basically because they were so bloody loud.
"They don't like it up them, the Arabs"
Was heard to be said, no one laughed and I assumed he wasn't taking the mickey.
Bloody Dad's Army, I also heard them slight the Irish, Welsh and for some reason anyone from Luxemborg.
Possibly I timed it badly and these weren't locals, I really hope so because the pub seemed lovely.
I was concidering trying the food but had to leave before drinking one to many pints and trying to take those inbred morons out of their very select gene pool.
The Old Green Tree, 12 Green Street, Bath, Avon, BA1 2JZ
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