The Free Press
Although smaller than a gnat's g-string, this is one of Cambridge's finest. With a reasonably-priced range of ales and standard brews - all served with impeccable grace - it's often filled with bearded, open-toed sandal-wearing folk, discussing medieval battering rams. Unsurprisingly, the clean air proves to be many an eco-warrior's sanctuary after no tabs and eight pints of Broadside it's very tempting to show them what a proper battering is all about.

