Popped into the Bishop this afternoon - hmmmmm... what is all the fuss about? worn out seating, grubby and tatty decor, artwork that looked like it was from East Street market, that odd arangement of mirrors and the ugly looking East Germanic air con unit hoiked to the ceiling. And, the conversation between punters and girl behind bar was basically not-very-nice sexual banter. Place seemed pretty seedy for a Wednesday afternoon. Reminded me of, now what was that other place called..... The Forresters!