Not really qualified to give an up-to-date judgement, as I now live in West Yorkshire (Ripponden), but I do have fond memories, from my Sale days, of calling in at the Deedar takeaway in Broadheath (now the Saffron, I think), ordering a chicken madras with pilau rice, bombay potatoes, popadams (sp?), pickle tray etc and asking them to delay it by half-an-hour or so while I went further along the road to the Railway, which, in those days, was a Boddingtons house. The ale and the curry were both of the highest order, and there was always someone to talk to in the Railway, a proper pub. Another equally fond memory is of the time before the sad demise of the Wilsons brewery, when the Orange Tree came as near to perfection as you could hope to in a pint pot. Freshly pulled, it would look like a pint of milk to begin with but would then settle, layer by layer like a Guinness, until you were left with the smoothest pint of bitter you could possibly wish for. Also liked the Wilsons in the Woodcourt in Brooklands and couldn't believe my eyes a few years ago when I drove along Brooklands Road and saw the Woody had been knocked down and replaced by flats. Scandalous. Last time I was in that Broadheath takeaway, by the way, it was called the British Raj, and the madras was still spot on.