WHAT? You want a fight? I'll see you at 3:30 on the Solly Field! (school flashback)
Welcome to Marsh Lane. Welcome to The Solly. To enter you must navigate your way past some old bird standing outside drinking a pint of Guiness. The sign says "no dogs allowed" but she's obviously been served
TV's: 4/5 - 2 big screens and a few little 'uns. Dodgy footy channel.
Toilets: 1/5 - Large and yellow. 4 fellers were smoking a spliff in one cubicle.
Decor: 1.5/5 - General grotty pub ambience
Ale: 2/5 Stale tasting
Age: about 30
Staff: 3/5 No Pot Noodles but Very efficient
Local Nutters: 1. A bloke who has no tongue and cant talk 2. Meathead (Savio High Schools longest serving pupil (10 years at least)
I suppose this is a Local pub. If you're a local then you will like it. If you're not then maybe you'll feel uncomfortable. We weren't sure whether our car was safe outside but they have two cheap pool tables and decent ale so fuck your shit-break car. If you're tired on the way home, the OAP whose scooter is parked outside will give you a lift home if you ask nicely (and promise not to pull wheelies round The Estate)
Overall Score - 2/10
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