A very good read is this obituary for the landlord of a pub:
Mrs Martin continued: "I'm a Londoner and he was a country man. The green trees of the Heath suited him. He wouldn't have gone anywhere else in London.
"Once you were barred you stayed barred. One barred customer went to Spain and walked back in after seven years. Henry told him straight away: 'You're still barred.' Henry couldn't work out why pubs nowadays are run so badly."