Look, New Diagon is fine and dandy and
lovely, but when a lady needs to
DRINK in preparation for scrubbing the charred ruins of her childhood, she can’t do it in a place with lace in the loo and things like “
Sparkling Strawberry Shenanigans Shandy” on the menu.
Which isn’t to say that I'm not willing to
try.
(Oh, am I ever.)