To: jbIII who wrote (1546 ) 7/24/2000 9:13:18 PM From: SIer formerly known as Joe B. Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 3689 Monday July 24 10:25 AM ET Downing a Beer in a Public Toilet By Jess Smee HALIFAX, England (Reuters) - Downing a pint of beer in a public toilet is not everyone's idea of a night out, but in Halifax, Britain's pub capital, an ex-lavatory is pulling in the drinkers. The northern town overflows with more pubs per house than anywhere else in the country. Among its drinking houses is a converted bank, a cinema and an underground public lavatory. ``It's a great haunt,'' one Halifax drinker said standing by the dark steps people used to descend for relief rather than refreshment. ``It gets a bit packed, but apart from the entrance you'd never think of it as a public toilet.'' The bar, called W.C.s when it opened, became Number 15 after a management change. Around the corner, Coiners, a former bank, is another local favorite. PubSpeak and The Real Ale Paper, are two pub newspapers, designed to keep drinkers up to date. The local paper, The Evening Courier, even boasts its own Pub Correspondent. ``It's a classic pub town,'' said Steven Fletcher, who covers news from the bars. With one pub for every 331 houses, twice the national average, Halifax tops the national list. At the dry end of the spectrum, Sutton in southern England has one pub for 17,000 dwellings. Booze Business Booming Over in a more traditional public house, The Brass Cat, amid lingering smoke, the landlord said business is booming despite stiff competition. ``It's not just locals,'' the stocky patron said, pulling a pint of Tetley's, a bitter brewed in nearby Leeds. ``People come in from all around. The bars are in a tiny area and people like to stagger from one to another.'' But the city, formerly awash with breweries, has seen taste for real ale decline with the industry. Now Halifax's party-seeking drinkers prefer to sip lager, according to Nick Laub, manager of the colorful Bar Centro. ``Real ales are my worst seller,'' he said, adding that Friday-night revelers wash down an average 3,500 pints of lager in his spacious venue. Even during a mid-week lunchtime, drinkers of all ages chatted in the well-lit building which formerly sold electrical appliances. ``I aim for a nice airy feel that doesn't offend anyone,'' Laub said, speaking over the gentle pop music. Along with a dozen bars Bar Centro skirts Bull Green roundabout, otherwise known as the Booze Ring. One reveler, bedecked in a shirt with the Red Stripe lager logo, said Halifax was the epicenter of drinking. ``I'd never go any where else,'' he said. Embarrassing Home Town But letters to the local paper call for town councilors to put an end to the alcoholic haze. The move to turn the ornate old Co-operative store into another bar was the last straw for Sarah Bates. ``We don't want any more pubs,'' she said in a letter to the Evening Courier. ``It's embarrassing to say this is your home town.'' But pub correspondent Steven Fletcher said the trend was here to stay. ``Pubs and bars get jam packed. There's too much demand to dampen the party.''