Mauldeth Hotel

Hmm, The Mauldeth. It’s a difficult one this.
I once went into The Mauldeth on my way home from a walk around the almost picturesque countryside of Burnage. I went through the door and went to the bar, and I felt so uncomfortable that I pretended I was coming in to ask directions and left without my pint. Another time I went and enjoyed a decent beer. I’m a real fan of old pubs but this one does seem to be a little unwelcoming.
I can report though that I don’t look a very unusual chap, I didn’t have anything on my person such as a backpack to give away my identity as a student (god forbid) and I went in with a smile on my face and what I thought was a pleasant demeanour. However, perhaps I just don’t have a very likable face.
These aforetold looks received were not delivered by the staff I hasten to add, who were helpful and gave my directions to the location I had pretended to be in search of, so perhaps I just got unlucky.
The prices were alright and as the old pub is a dwindling breed, I think I shall return and try The Mauldeth again.