Thursday, December 22, 2005

Victoria Hotel, Beeston

Found these from a pub review site. Its so true it hurts.

"The Vic is a bog-standard English pub. There's no competition venue-wise in Beeston, so The Vic rates itself pretty highly and is the only pub in the suburb/town with middle-class pretensions. As a result The Vic is actually so far up its own backside that it's in danger of morphing into an infinite self-referential bum-loop."

"Granted, the Victoria offers a smorgasboard of fine ales, but I find it hard to swallow anything there due to the suffocating level of smugness that permeates through the pub. Ask for a pint of Carling and you might as well have defecated on the bar by the looks you'll receive from the bar staff, trying vainly to mask their contempt. And you can't move for pretentious middle-class snobs pontificating over the malty nose of a pint of "Bishop's merkin" (insert your own hilarious name), while eating a pack of crisps that costs almost a pound!.

The clientele are such fascists too. Heaven forbid you use a mobile phone in their exalted establishment, or attempt conversation when some God-awful folk band has taken over the whole pub, but you're welcomed with open arms if your army of tawdry and rancid dogs are in tow, slobbering on fellow drinkers with gay abandon."

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