A few years back when I was training to be a barber, I worked doing reactive maintenance for a roofing firm. We travelled the country fixing leaks in pubs,(shame I didn’t write this blog then) and one day it led me here. So as I was waiting around in Dudley for my friend Andy I thought I may as well pop in and see how the old dog is.
Now don’t get excited this is not a nice bar or pub. It’s far from that, a side road from the hustle and bustle of the shops and you just see a little Marston’s sign and you’re in the door. The pub looks like it’s straight out of the 80’s and by the gaffer taped seats and scarred leather I think that this one may have slipped down the Marston’s priority list.
The pub has low ceilings and a small bar manageable by the one member of staff who emerges from the back. Instantly I’m greeted by a jukebox which for me is really something in a pub that far behind with the times. I buy a pint of Guinness (£3.25) and notice and extensive cobs list that will be prepared fresh. That’s what I’m talking about!
There’s randomly a kitchen bin on the work surface. One more bin than ales that they have.
This is one simple pub. One fruit machine, one jukebox, one toilet, one TV, one member of staff. But I quite like it, this is reminding me of the pubs that breathed child neglect into our lungs in the 90’s.
Lock-ins and ashtrays coming out after the bell would push this up my ratings.
But for now we settle with a 2 out of 5 beer mats.