Wednesday, March 23, 2011
No. 7 The Handbridge
Visited on 17/2/11. You see, this is where we start getting into trouble. The imaginatively named 'Handbridge', in the heart of, erm, Handbridge is an attempt at creating a poncey wine-bar that hasn't quite worked. The day-time TV makeover show interior grates upon entry, the lighting hurts your eyes and it just doesn't feel right drinking a pint of bitter on a faux designer sofa practically at floor level. Which brings us to the ale. Black Sheep bitter is grim at the best of times, but here was woeful. Give this place a swerve.