Wednesday, 25 August 2010
2-12 City Road, Roath [map]
It'd been a long day of boozing by the time we staggered into The Ernest Willows.
Despite the fact that it looks as if it's been directly transposed from the gloom-laden concrete vista of Slough that constitutes the opening credits of The Office, at times there's just something reassuring about a Wetherspoon.
You do, after all, know exactly what you're going to get.
Gleaming pumps primed to dispense cut-price lager have never stood so tall and proud.
Ah yes, the trademark Wetherspoon ambience we all know and love.
It's like being stuck in the departure lounge of a provincial airport at 4am, only without the promise of a week in the sun at the end of it.
Oh. The Photographer appears to have fallen off his stool. But, pro that he is, he's carried on shooting regardless.
Fortunately, no one seems to have noticed.