I didn't.
It would appear that Goggins hasn't been doing food since The Event, so I again went hungry. However, the pub tick needed to be achieved, so I had a pint anyway.
The pub was a lot quieter than across the road in Franks; and felt a tad worn out in general - the pleather/bond leather of the banquette I was sitting on was starting to scale up and seperate from the cloth backing for instance.
Pint drunk, I headed for a train to Connolly and the welcoming embrace of a burger in N0006 Brew Dock, who have yet to let me down for food - either in provision or quality.
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