Strange was the brief conversation I had with a pub landlord near the City of Lincoln at the weekend. This was it.

Me: Is there a cash-point in the Co-op down the road?
Landlord: No.
Me: Oh.
Landlord: But there is one in Brayley’s shop about half a mile the other way.
Me: Oh good. I’ll go there then.
Landlord: No point, it’s shut.