I was on G-Had and the flour ran out. but as I was in the vicinity of two new-to-me pubs I soldiered on. The first I came to (see run map in the DT entry) was the Bell which I think focuses more on food and elegance but was very friendly to me despite my sub-code dress. I ordered a Moles Mowdy Jack and one of the staff had a sip as well for research purposes. Good man.
As I said, I was in no state for polite company and retired to the back porch which was nearly as posh as the interior. Wanting to linger but with places to go, I soon drank up and moved on.