If you’re thinking of breaking into the safe you may need to bring your stepladders.
So who broke my heart on Saturday night? Well it wasn’t the Dudley Beer Festival. Or the Dog & Partridge.
Don’t judge us. You know you would too.
I have to admit I did stroke a number of the velour chairs while no one was looking.
I have to admit I didn’t immediately notice the nipple action. I was still salivating over the china dogs.
It’s really hard for Black Country pubs to improve on perfection, but serving bread and butter pudding is a noble effort.