"Smart dress only" advises the sign on the door as you walk into the White Swan. I'm guessing this only applies to the nights as the handful of people in there (myself included) were hardly black tie.
The barman who, in fairness, was actually wearing a black tie, served me an orange juice which cost £1.50 and was a quarter of a pint. I know this because he tipped it straight into a glass without asking and didn't ask me if I wanted any ice (two big no-no's of barman etiquette - that's me talking as a barman, not an arsey customer). Two gulps later, the juice was gone and I wandered back out safe in the knowledge there'll never be a bit of my heart devoted to it.
I was in there just long enough to take in the soulless decor and massive tele on the wall showing 'Dickinson's Real Deal' with a dodgy picture.
Absolutely awful. read more