No. 14 The Twirl of Hay

Visited on 3/3/11. There was a big debate about whether or not this place fulfils the requirements of being a pub. It's just a bar in a soulless Premier Inn complex on the edge of town to be honest. Playpens and burgers attract families by day and by night it's the domain of the itinerant business traveller. Staff consisted of a disinterested male yoof and a coquettish poppet enjoying the attention of a couple of leering reps. Choice of beers was between keg brown or keg yellow. Absolute shite to be perfectly frank. We've got to do them all though.