The Gas Lamp, a bar I found listed in I Love Manchester's “Hidden and Secret Bars” article.
It also
has an impressive top row for all you whisky lovers- and quirky suit-wearers- out there. Not
normally the type of bar I'd leap at going to, but it's certainly
original, a compact den but spacious enough for everyone to sit down.
The toilets were clean enough; old fashioned but with new wave
ideology scrawled on the painted breeze block.
That's
“Greek arse products”, “I am bread” and “Elvis lives”.
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