Was that the place with the front half of a Morris Minor hanging from a wall?Used to head there on a Sunday afternoon for a few in front of the fire (early 90's). 'Twas like being in your front room. Yer one behind the counter was savage and used let us pick the music as well. Happy days.
Wasn't in there for a while and when we went back it was all blown out with really strong lighting. Just turned around & walked out, gutted.