This is a pub that exemplifies a vast difference between lounge and bar. You know when you’re in the lounge. There’s often live music and loads of loud lads locked. It’s also joined to a spacious smoking area that’s well heated and home to a couple of pool tables. Many of the clientele are of the cocaine sniffing persuasion earning the pub its nickname ‘Snorton’s.’ An off-licence is affixed. The more impressive bar is akin to a small quiet living-room. Lots of lamps and curious teapots decorate the wooden tables. When one must be upstanding to pass water, the carpeted stairs lead the way to where it feels like trespassing on the upper echelons of a country manor house.

Update since Covid-19: it is rumoured that Morton’s will never again open its doors, another victim to more than a year without trade. R.I.P.

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