Robin Hood
Itchy enjoys the Robin Hood, and has a fair few memories of getting terribly drunk in this intimate, old–man–tastic pub. Itchy particularly likes the locals who frequent this joint, and who look upon the odd group of invading students with a sort of grandfatherly indulgence. 'Gin is a mother's ruin', Itchy was once informed by one local on a night out here. It turned out he had a point, which we realised on walking into a lamp post awkwardly, severely damaging our chances of future procreation. Our sophistication knows no bounds.




