I share your dislike of working mens clubs. When I turned 18 my grandad took me every Sunday to the local Socialist Club which was a concrete monstrosity. I hated the place: the decor was something out of the 1960s, a thick fog of smoke choked your lungs, watered down cheap beer, women were not allowed to go to the bar! Moving on, do you often encounter these kind of barriers trying to get in a building?