The Moon Spinners, Rochdale

With time to kill after a quick drain of my beer at the Waggon, I decided to try this one on the way back to the tram. Seemingly refurbed in a perfunctory manner about 1990; embossed wallpaper, deep red fabric banquettes and Victorian-era prints over two rooms in a somewhat down-at-the-mouth atmosphere. It even smelt a bit 90s, with a faint lingering of old fags in the air. “Feels like a pub that was a drink & drive venue 40 years ago but has lost its point” I scribed. Two cask, Doom Bar and Robbie's Dizzy Blonde (NBSS 2.5 - fag end). Comedy at the servery as the barmaid poured a pint rather than a half and then couldn't work the till to correct it. The piped 80s music was at least good. Feels like it won't last – on a Friday night there were only about a dozen other punters, if that.