Yes, I can see young pub-goers falling over themselves to get on the Connect 4 table, and putting their names down to play Monopoly (Oxford Mail, December 2).

The mind boggles at lengths gone to, for what? To make the good old English pub extinct.

I boozed in the 1960s and I still find it an attraction two or three times a week.

How I miss the haze of tobacco smoke, darts, dominoes, cards, men in working clothes, dogs, stone floors, real wood, the absence of foul language, politically incorrect pub signs and home at 2pm on Sundays to roast dinner.

Sail before steam, they say - so let the diners and non-smokers have sterile cubicles, exclusive to themselves, erected outside and away from the action - all happy then.

Being a non-smoker, where will I get a nicotine buzz? Not in the adult youth club depicted on your front page (Oxford Mail, December 2).

ANTHONY KING The Avenue Wheatley