The pub that changed me: ‘We’d walk home with kebab sauce dribbling down our chins’
Bogdan Hofbauer
I’d love to claim the Hand & Heart in Nottingham taught me something profound – but it was mostly about bankrolling free rounds I’d love to claim the Hand & Heart in Nottingham taught me something profound – but it was mostly about bankrolling free rounds When I was a teenager, before Tripadvisor, pubs lived as mental notes rather than star ratings. There was the one where – exactly like that scene in The Inbetweeners – we realised they’d serve us a pint at 16 if we ordered some food (one
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