The Bird in Hand, Stambermill, Stourbridge

Free standing corner pub, looking neat enough from the exterior. The interior was a different matter. An open plan bar, with pool table, dart board and TV. The decor was a light beige colour, however, the whole place was grubby and threadbare. Using a single bottle of Jiff would be as effective as stirring the ocean with a teaspoon. I had sympathy with the mound of expired flies on the window sill - i was dying to get out too. The service was passable, the place empty. The beer, well, there were no handpulls. The MILD was keg, though he only had cans available at that time. The next choice, Federation Ale, was in fact a fake tap! so it was Banks's bitter, which was ok. Never again