I've seen the inside of a few pubs. (The Shark Dentists didn't get where they are today without seeing the inside of a few pubs.) In the end, they all become much a of a muchness.
But last night I think I found the perfect pub. It's the Nag's Head, in Reading, which bills itself as a 365-days-a-year beer festival. With its wide range of eccentric ales, it's certainly that. But it's so much more.
It's beautifully done out. It's clean. It plays great classic pop and rock music at a volume that makes conversation a possibility rather than an ordeal. It serves great food. The bar staff are genuinely friendly and funny. And the regulars are softly spoken and polite.
The only down side is there is no live music to breach the peace— so no chance for the Sharks to put it on their gig list. Maybe it's time to unplug...
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