Bar Med

Now there's a valuable lesson to be learnt here. Just as all that glistens is not gold and all that is brown is not healthy, all that is terracotta is not Mediterranean. Take the Med factor away and all that you're really left with is a crappy chain bar. It's sweaty, expensive and the disco is crap. It did redeem itself a bit in 2002 when it opened for breakfast during the World Cup, but football frenzy over there's nothing much more to say about the place –apart from that it's only a short walk to the next bar. 'My mate Bry pulled in here and he never pulls anywhere...' Steve, Ponty

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