Bring Back The Bitter 🍻

Right, London, what is going on with our pubs? Walk into any boozer in the capital, and you’ll find 15 types of craft IPA that taste like someone melted a fruit pastille into a pint of Dettol, but try asking for a bitter and you’ll get nothing but blank stares and a suggestion to try a "modern take" on an ESB that costs £7.50 a pint.

Meanwhile, out in the countryside, you stroll into a village pub and BAM – glorious hand-pulled pints of proper bitter, brewed down the road (or near enough) served with a bit of pride. Smooth, malty, balanced – a pint you can actually drink more than one of without feeling like you’ve inhaled a jug of tropical fruit syrup.

When did we decide that brown beer wasn’t cool anymore? Not everything has to taste like pineapple and despair. Sometimes, you just want a proper pint that doesn’t try to impress you, doesn’t have tasting notes written like a wine menu, and doesn’t require a second mortgage.

So, landlords of London, sort it out. Stop filling the taps with juice and give us back our bloody bitter. We just want a proper pint – is that too much to ask?