In days gone by VI

In days gone by, bartenders offered sage advice, told clever stories and knew how to make a proper whisky sour without the aid of a recipe book or weekend mixology course. They had friendly faces, knew how to wipe a bartop with a flourish and when you were at your lowest, you could count on them for a sympathetic ear. They were gregarious, life-of-the-party types and their establishments were the focal point of every neighbourhood. Nowadays, they die of boredom after popping the cap on one too many fruit-flavoured coolers.