Rough pub stories
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98elise said:
bad company said:
Not so much a rough pub story but I recall in the 1970’s a lot of London pubs had topless barmaids and/or strippers.
Sadly no more.
Plenty of stripper pubs in Shoreditch, or there certainly were about 10 years ago. Sadly no more.
Longwool said:
You'll be reminiscing about Diamond Lil's next 
That's a blast from the past (nearly) 40 years to be exact at least in my case. 
It fits the profile of this thread too, being pretty rough, but by that time of night not much else open to get a drink...that was our excuse anyway.
Neddy Sea Goon said:
Well the girls are always socially-distanced on the pole and if they just move away a bit when you go out the back it's all fine! 
PurpleTurtle said:
Neddy Sea Goon said:
Well the girls are always socially-distanced on the pole and if they just move away a bit when you go out the back it's all fine! 
Shoreditch isn't what it used to be. There was a cracking strippers boozer (The Nag's Head) that's no longer around. I remember one Saturday lunchtime on a football awayday half a dozen of us went in just as they opened up. We had a chat with the two girls on the rota when they arrived, had a beer while they got ready and chucked our pounds in the pint pot. I took one of them for a private dance, assumed the universal position of sitting on my hands, legs apart and she got going. She tunred her back to me, ground her body down, grabbed my hands and put them straight on her tits, saying "You don't have to sit on your hands here."
Browns is the antithesis of that place. They bring around the collection glass in an almost ironic way and very, very frequently. drinks are ridiculously overpriced and I certainly wasn't going to fork out whatever they were asking for a strictly hands off private dance.
Browns is the antithesis of that place. They bring around the collection glass in an almost ironic way and very, very frequently. drinks are ridiculously overpriced and I certainly wasn't going to fork out whatever they were asking for a strictly hands off private dance.
May I present the Albion:
Downstairs was a metal pub and rough in itself, however upstairs was where the action was accessed from a multi story carpark, where you initially ran a gauntlet of drug dealers trying to sell mixed herbs and oxo cubes. Once inside you were met with a mix of dealers, skinheads, punks, lunatics, psychotics, bitey dogs and students looking to score whilst nervously clutching a half a lager and trying to work out the pecking order of who to buy from.
The last time I went in, the doors burst open and in walked a well known guy armed with two axes, who advised that his brother had been sent down for 8 years and someone in this pub had grassed. All while we were slowly edging ourselves to the door.
All of this was directly opposite the local cop shop.
Then there is the Nook in Holmfirth, which was a whole other story of northern roughness combined with deranged and violent valley dwellers.
Downstairs was a metal pub and rough in itself, however upstairs was where the action was accessed from a multi story carpark, where you initially ran a gauntlet of drug dealers trying to sell mixed herbs and oxo cubes. Once inside you were met with a mix of dealers, skinheads, punks, lunatics, psychotics, bitey dogs and students looking to score whilst nervously clutching a half a lager and trying to work out the pecking order of who to buy from.
The last time I went in, the doors burst open and in walked a well known guy armed with two axes, who advised that his brother had been sent down for 8 years and someone in this pub had grassed. All while we were slowly edging ourselves to the door.
All of this was directly opposite the local cop shop.
Then there is the Nook in Holmfirth, which was a whole other story of northern roughness combined with deranged and violent valley dwellers.
jonobigblind said:
bigpriest said:
Not quite as 'shooty' as Brass Handles but opposite Salford College of Technology (now part of Salford Uni) there were three of Salford's finest establishments - The Woolpack, The Flemish Weaver and another one. I went in the other one once and the next week it had closed, been set alight and turned into a squat. These pictures of The Woolpack are pretty much how it looked when open. Not as bad as it looks but who'd be stupid enough to go in and find out? 
https://manchesterestatepubs.wordpress.com/2017/04...
Used to drink in The Woolpack almost every night. https://manchesterestatepubs.wordpress.com/2017/04...
Amazing entertainment from the in-house Tom Jones wannabe and a halfway decent pub quiz.
Locals were always pleasant enough with never any trouble coming our way.
Landlord had an N plate Jag XJR at the time too so business couldn’t have been too bad
PurpleTurtle said:
Neddy Sea Goon said:
Well the girls are always socially-distanced on the pole and if they just move away a bit when you go out the back it's all fine! ETA The Griffin
The Prince Edward in South Shields. Latterly rebranded as The Derby following the murder of a genuinely nice guy (on a Wednesday!)
https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-ne...
https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-ne...
jonobigblind said:
Used to drink in The Woolpack almost every night.
Amazing entertainment from the in-house Tom Jones wannabe and a halfway decent pub quiz.
Locals were always pleasant enough with never any trouble coming our way.
Landlord had an N plate Jag XJR at the time too so business couldn’t have been too bad
That Cain Dingle fella is a bit of a radge though Amazing entertainment from the in-house Tom Jones wannabe and a halfway decent pub quiz.
Locals were always pleasant enough with never any trouble coming our way.
Landlord had an N plate Jag XJR at the time too so business couldn’t have been too bad
p4cks said:
The Prince Edward in South Shields. Latterly rebranded as The Derby following the murder of a genuinely nice guy (on a Wednesday!)
https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-ne...
Ahh, The Nook.https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-ne...
That's got to be one of the roughest pubs in my little town.
DRFC1879 said:
Shoreditch isn't what it used to be. There was a cracking strippers boozer (The Nag's Head) that's no longer around. I remember one Saturday lunchtime on a football awayday half a dozen of us went in just as they opened up. We had a chat with the two girls on the rota when they arrived, had a beer while they got ready and chucked our pounds in the pint pot. I took one of them for a private dance, assumed the universal position of sitting on my hands, legs apart and she got going. She tunred her back to me, ground her body down, grabbed my hands and put them straight on her tits, saying "You don't have to sit on your hands here."
Browns is the antithesis of that place. They bring around the collection glass in an almost ironic way and very, very frequently. drinks are ridiculously overpriced and I certainly wasn't going to fork out whatever they were asking for a strictly hands off private dance.
Ye Olde Axe in Shoreditch is / was more in line with what you’re looking for. Browns is the antithesis of that place. They bring around the collection glass in an almost ironic way and very, very frequently. drinks are ridiculously overpriced and I certainly wasn't going to fork out whatever they were asking for a strictly hands off private dance.
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