Despite it being the first warm day of the year, I shouldered the frankly enormous responsibility of a Nouse pub columnist and decided to get myself to a boozer.
But the mid afternoon sun and the walk from campus to town seemed a bridge too far for someone as emphatically unfit and idle as myself.
The option of going to the Seahorse Hotel, a 15 minute long amble from campus, on Fawcett Street (near the Barbican gate, you go past it on the purple bus) was infinitely more palatable than paying through the nose for a flat Carlsberg from the Courtyard.
Other good pubs, such as The Deramore, may be a shade closer to campus but the Seahorse’s location makes it a perfect stopping point between campus and town.
The pub’s three rooms, a snug, a front bar and a parlour, are all undeniably dated, but not unpleasant.
The workaday wooden benches in the front bar contrast starkly with the plush Chesterfields in the more private parlour, where you are usually left happily to your own student-y devices.
The beer is Samuel Smith’s, so think Old Brewery Bitter, Taddy Lager, Sovereign and not a whole lot else. They’re all solid Yorkshire beers brewed just ten miles from our doors.
But it is hard economics that drives the punter to a place like the Seahorse. I can peddle the plush parlour and the good ale all I like, but you just cannot argue with £1.50 a pint. That’s cheaper than any campus bar and with better beer to boot.
To be crude, you can get trolleyed for a tenner, and not have to clear up the debris in the morning.
Couple that with an ideal location minutes from the city centre, and the Seahorse becomes an extremely attractive proposition for anyone seeking an entertaining evening.