One of the regular women apparently has quite serious bladder control issues, and chooses her chair accordingly. BeardyBarman whispered today that she picks the big comfy armchairs because they absorb far quicker than the standard wooden ones. She has been in for half an hour, and is two bottles of Becks down. One more, says BeardyBarman, will tip her over the edge. But to refuse her a third drink would require an explanation as to why, and our customer service skills are not quite honed enough to have this kind of conversation. We serve her. She drinks, leaves, and we move the chair to the back of the pub to dry off.