Not being one to shirk on my responsibilities, I put in an extra shift, even whilst away on holiday. Attracted in by the claim to be Jersey's oldest alehouse, I ventured inside to find a rather dingy interior but with pleasing architectural features. The locals (3) were friendly, ribald and taking loud delight in the frisky antics of their two Staffordshire bull terriers, who were clearly scenting Spring. Only one real ale on offer, so my hopes weren't high but it turned out to be a refreshingly clean ale. The name 'Liberation' is applied to many things in Jersey and it did stand out from an army of mass-produced lagers on the bar. Altogether not unpleasant..
This is stretching the '...and district' a bit far, don't youy think?
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