Sunday, April 13, 2008

Horses During Courses

Limey readers need not linger on this post too long, but if you've ever been curious about why I flipping love drinking so much, and have so little patience for wanky bars, then the Times provides the reason: The mighty pubs of Oxford. The author wisely skips some of the high street hell-holes (except for the ho-hum Wheatsheaf), but is much too charitable towards the Kings Arms (bait for some rather unpleasant individuals), and unforgivably omits the White Horse. Still, it provided five minutes of welcome nostalgia. Take a look


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