Fairfax Club, Coventry

Not much to add to the description below, bar the fact that me and another loiterer who were waiting outside on the assumption the advance party would be turfed out were beckoned in by a Harry Redknapp-esque character who was sat in a burgundy coloured Merc outside. An old fashioned place which is comfortably shabby and friendly. One single cask ale – GK Abbot – which was decent (NBSS 3). An oddity, but useful to know it exists.