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I have called into The Town Crier a few times and found it frendly with good beer. I dont recognise it from the reviews i have read...Perhap the moaners are not used to "proper pubs" and prefer lounge bar type plastic bars.
The people who use this pub are in my view "salt of the earth" and make you welcome...its all down to YOUR attitude.
I look forward to my next visit when in the area.
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The first time I visited this "establishment" I thought that maybe I had been a little to harsh with my opinion. However, after visiting this den of iniquity again I realised my initial opinion was spot on and if anything under critical. I agreed to pop in to this place against my better judgement and knew it wasn't looking good when we walked through a wall of smoke just at the entrance which could of got even Amy Winehouse stoned. Not to mention the extras from Shameless standing in such a convenient place in front of the door. Blocking people�s access to this place should not be top of someone�s priorities. Surely throwing them in would be better!! Once you get passed this pleasantry, you are greeted by a look of distain crossed with brain cell (singular) malfunctions as the thought of someone new entering there squalor takes a hold. The expression from the Maguire�s and Gallagher�s cast offs is in itself a sight to behold. Also, It doesn't instil confidence when these "regulars" are drinking there lager from a tin. Then again by the noise this one cocky chav was making you could see why the draught option was now being avoided as long term damage was clearly in place. I wouldn�t even send the mother-in-law to this place, so avoid like the plague. Although that is also an option behind the bar.
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An episode of shameless could be filmed in this place!
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And I thought it was just me that didn`t like the place! To be fair none of the `regulars` paid me much notice, probably because the extremely loud banging techno music meant they never heard me come in. The crisps were nice though.
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Agree with the other comments. Spotty. pale, malnourished, ratboys in baseball caps and tracksuits, drinking from cans made up the majority of the dozen or so customers in this rundown pub. Add a few of their dowdy molls and the obligatory incoherent old blokes and the scene is set. One of these ratboys served us, no idea if he was the official barman. Pool table heavily stained. Didn't dare use the toilet. Wouldn't advise drinking in there without a minder.
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The only thing missing when I walked in was the sound of Dualing Banjo's.
A pub I have passed many a time and never gone in until last week when I stepped inside one wet afternoon.There were 6 people in there not including me. 4 of them were sat at ther bar meaning to get served you had to squeeze between them. They all went uncomfortably silent as I approached the bar and I could feel the eyes burning in to me. I ordered a pint of lager and took a seat in a corner, near an exit!
It was at this point it struck me that everyone was indeed drinking either cider or lager from a can and I was the only one of the 7 of us drinking draught lager. The lager didn't taste off, although it wasn't the coolest tastiest pint I'd enjoyed.
I braved a trip to the toilets and they didn't let the place down, theywere well in keeping with the pub.
Didn't brave another drink and left rapidly. Who knows, I may pay the place another visit for nostalgia!
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First time i went in this rough and ready pub it had Banks's Dark Mild on - and it was decent! this turned into Banks's Mild on the next few visits - all in the daytime i may add - until i got stopped at the door by a beggar asking for cider. Finally went on an evening for some reason - a venture i have no wish to repeat
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Just awful.
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everyone is drinking cans, including the skeleton in the corner, don't touch the draught!
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