The 'Micklegate Run' is the stuff of legend at the University of York. To swim through the primary alcoholic tributary of the Ouse with a brief interlude of pint-supping at each bar ensures lasting respect even from non-arts students. It is also something that seems to figure prominently in hen-night parties. | "The vodka and coke tastes like and probably has the restorative qualities of paintstripper. " | |
Now, far be it for me to moan about the presence of such an institution on my doorstep. Having York's major entertainment district outside my front door is, in the main, a source of happiness and general smiles to my housemates and I. However, the state of my porch on a weekend morning has led me to consider that a few of the bars and promotions on the strip are giving rise to a tacky and boozy image that York can live without. Cheap drinks are one thing, cheap bars quite another. Getting drunk is going to remain part of the student landscape for quite some time, but it isn't at all just about getting hammered for the sake of it.  | | Seen Johnny, anyone? |
Trebles for singles is too much for most people, and 50ml of mixer is too little; the vodka and coke tastes like and probably has the restorative qualities of paintstripper. Lime green is not a good colour for bars! Is there any need at all for theme bars, let alone two? Micklegate should embrace the wider image of York: chilled-out and sophisticated. That's why that epitome of cool, Mr. Johnny Depp, frequents the Evil Eye whilst in town, and not Rumours. Matt Stratford | 
