Wow this place is rough! Rougher than a dog wiping it's own arse with sandpaper. We should have stopped when we noticed the house opposite has BIG iron bars all over its windows. We risked our lives to bring you this review - thankfully it was a Sunday and the locals were in a friendly mood.
Ale - 3/5
Decor - 2/5 A lame affort at a refurb has left a slightly interesting colour-scheme. Great if you like loads of black and white photos of John Wayne!
Staff - 1/5 One slow old bird
Bogs - 3/5 Pissy but ok. Locks on doors.
TV - 0/5 A shitty old portable (in 2008?)
Age - 10-30 Rough and violent.
Local Nutter - Us for going there.
Never has the phrase "Dregs of society" been more appropriate. The part we were sitting in (which is usually shuttered off) had 15-year-old girls playing Snap! in one corner and 17-year-old lads mock-brawling in the other corner. A man on his mobile in the toilets was saying "If he was a man, he'd take his beating like a man...."
We also noticed that everyone in the place was wearing a little metal necklace. This is incase they try to leave the Miranda Road area and enter other pubs - the device starts beeping and if they don't return to the Victoria immediately, it explodes (just like in The Running Man and Kirkby Town Centre).
It has a pool table and a very decent jukebox but you should really only visit if you want to meet up with old friends from Walton Jail.
Overall Score - 2/10 Steer clear!
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