The pub used to be a nice dark place with lots of swearing, sticky carpets and a stench of urine, beer and fags. A real 'home from home'.
Carpets??
Did you say carpets?
Sounds like a luxury saloon to me..
What was wrong with sawdust?? The landlord could sweep up the dog ends and the sick into a large pile and spread it on his tomatoes next morning.
Forget carpets.