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Having left the beerless stadium for the fresh pastures of The Cyclist, at Brighton Station, I was horrified to discover a second establishment where supplies of Lady B's beer of choice ran out. As you say, though, an apology was forthcoming. Which was an improvement.

What struck me as crazy was pulling down the shutters on the WSL bar while there were still customers being served. It was 6.00 pm and there were lots of people still milling around, socialising and drinking in the concourse area. Any sensible bar manager would have seen more potential sales...