waterloo blue
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Wasn't him then,he was running a Marston's boozer next to Denton Station at the time.
manctheknife said:There was a boozer over the road from the JWL...tHE SWAN WITH TWO NECKS...Vault always stank of drains....actually Manctheknife in his pre-Mrs MTK years pulled a fair few errr vintage ladies out of the John Willie Lees back in the day...
andyhinch said:What wrong with the church? Apart from the landlord been my local for 30 years was in there with my daughter yesterdaytidyman said:Suppose it depends on your definition of worst pubs.
To me the worst pubs are those like The Hare and Hounds in Timperley or The Moorings in Worsley, where they look at you as if you're some sort of weirdo if you just want a few pints and not a three course meal to go with it.
I expect the thread to head off in the opposite direction of rough and ready locals in not the greatest parts of town. So I'll go with, The Church/Hulme. The Silver Birch/ Wythenshawe. Ryan's Bar/ Sale. The Park/ Northern Moor.
All pubs I quite like though.
DiscoSteve said:Slightly further a field - Stocksbridge Labour Club - what a sh*thole - I went to a 21st family (Mrs Discos, not mine) do there over 20 years ago - the lads Mother had to roll her sleeves up and separate the warring mi-laddos by throwing a few punches of her own whilst dodging the flying chairs, tables and broken pint pots. An evening I shall never forget!
And I once went into a pub in Springwell (between Gateshead and Washington) at a similar time only to be given the full Slaughtered Lamb treatment...
The Roebuck Urmston is fine, i live virtually next door to it, was awful until they gutted it and refurbed about 6 years ago, good pint of Holts as welltexas pete said:Pepper Hill - Moss Dive
The Roebuck - Urmston
Wave - Town
Fridays - Town
The Jacksons - Sunderland
The Black Garter - Newcastle
We went from work every Christmas for a night out in the gay village, you could not meet nicer, funny, generous people anywhere, great night out.didactic said:Went I went to my sisters graduation in Chester a mate from work kept going on and on about this pub all his mates went to. Supposed to be wall to wall women and fantastic music with an atmosphere to match. So I was so excited to go there and he gave me the name "The Liverpool Arms".
I went to this pub and straight away the bouncers ask "You sure you in the right place mate?" Im like "yeah of course" and walk in tight top on with jeans and thinking im the man about to pull.
First thing I hear is "Its raining men" so im like not a bad song as I walk up to the bar. I look around all I see are sweating men dancing with each other. So I was like "fuck it I just got here was a long drive ill get a drink and relax." Ended up getting a few drinks and just hanging out in there.
Told my mate from work the following Monday and it was the big joke that he sent me to a gay bar. It was the worst as there were no women but I had no issue with it.
Big G said:swpswp said:LongsightM13 said:Do you mean the original Branagans, down the stairs in the basement? Ace place, used to be full of blues on Friday and Saturday nights. More ecstasy than beer was sold in their 88-91
Just down from Brannigans was the Conservatory. You could take a lady friend in there if you were that way inclined.
Did that then become the 101 Bar?
mcfc_blueboy said:Big G, that pub you are thinking of in Collyhurst is the Robert Tinker on Dalton Street.