johnfairr
Abbey was always a favourite in the early 70's when it was run by a likeable rogue named Alfredo.
There was a place called The Lea Gate on the east side of the field run by a particularly sour sod. One of our guys went in and ordered a pint and a G and T with ice.
"Ice" quoth he in a rising tone of ire, "I spend 300 pounds a year heating this place, and you come in asking for ice..".
A few days later, we went as a large group and all asked for GT's. When we then asked for ice, the response was the same. We left en masse, drinks untouched, and unpaid for.
Sebastopol at Minting anyone?