Yates's, Chelmsford - pub details
Address: The Meadows, 1-5 Annonay Walk, Chelmsford, Essex, CM2 6FL [map] [gmap]
Tel: 0871 951 1000 (ref 8694) - calls cost 10p per minute plus network extras
Chelmsford (0.5 miles)
Pub facilities/features:
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> Current user rating: 2.4/10 (rated by 12 users)
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user reviews of Yates's, Chelmsford
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| Havent been here for a while but it has had a really nice refurb - the food was well unexpected!!! really good!! the service was quick and friendly. they had sport on the tv. really nice will be back!!! chelmo10 - 14 May 2012 13:39 |
| You can find many better places to have a drink than here 3rdandlong - 22 Aug 2011 14:34 |
| actually went back the other week for a couple of pints during the day first time in about 3 yrs . beer (smiths) was manky , asked for another draught (fosters) wasnt as ropey but wasnt fantastic , the bar staff (3 young ish lads) seemed more intrested in trying to chat up 1 female ..... had 1 pint and made a exit , much better pubs around than this romfordir - 29 Sep 2010 12:39 |
| not a fan of this whole part of Chelmsford, steer clear there are far better places to go within a couple of minutes walk. chelmsfordshrimper - 7 Jun 2009 16:35 |
| I ventured into this dreadful place recently, for the first time in a decade. It was 5'ish in the afternoon and I was looking for a quick snifter before a meeting I had up the road. What the hell possessed me, I don't know, one of those mischevious impulses. There I was squelching my way to the bar across the reeking beer and vomit infused carpet, the dulcet tones of Kylie and Girls Aloud winging me on my way. Oh, the agony of choice! Which particular brand of lager should I choose? Do I go for the smouldering antipodian promise of Fosters, that charming favourite of the royal court of Copenhagen, Carlsberg or a treat from the renowned Belgian stable of beer making, Stella? But stay, what's this, Kronenberg Blanc, now that's my sort of thing, a pint of that please barmaid... oh dear, it's off. Well it looks like Stella then. I take my ease on a 5 foot high stool swaying gently in the breeze, at a varnished wooden topped table to which both the bottom of my pint glass and the elbow of my bespoke cashmere overcoat stick. Whilst sipping the tepid yellow nectar I take in my fellow punters. A group of the leisured class of Chelmsford, teenage mothers, feed fried potatos to their buggy bound toddlers. An aggrevated looking young man clad in sports attire remonstrates loudly and profanely with the beloved object of his affections. A grizzled derelict wafts past, the reek of week old cigarettes adhereing to his crusty clothing. I battle with the local wildlife in the form of a multitude of tiny flies who are attempting to get inside my pint glass. Where are they coming from? It's an intiguing question, but not one I feel like getting to the bottom of right now. Having finished reading a most stimulating aritcle on pig breeding, I roll up my copy of Country Life, and bidding the serving staff a hearty good afternoon I head for the door. Thank you for the experience Yates Wine Lodge, but not one I think shall be repeated for some time. 1/10 for entertainment purposes only. Jay28 - 18 Dec 2008 15:00 |
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