The Tollgate, Romford

Probably the worst pub in the world.
I say 'probably'...I'm just in a nice mood...it's a total sh*t-pit in-fact.
MRB are a pretty vile company, and it seems their worst of the worst has been moulded into...The Tollgate Tavern!
The landlady, is a moody, hard-faced b*tch, with a boozer's nose. She can never be bothered to actually do something like... WORK though, dear God no! She prefers to roll out the assistant manager and throw her workload onto her and the other staff.
The pub is dirty, disgusting, the food is vile!!! and I'd rather drink dishwater than the beer in there.

27 Apr 2012 03:50

The Eva Hart, Chadwell Heath

If William Hill had odds on the 'pub most likely to have actual crackheads/glue sniffers in it', then I would re-mortgage my house, sell all my worldly possesions, and stake the whole pile of cash all on The Eva.

A seriously odd mixture of creatures; old alcoholics, sweaty-faced chavs in Diadora tracksuits, suited and booted city folk on their way home from work, and of course, your classic crackheads.

Every time I've been into this place, I've witnessed a fight of some kind. The most memorable last weekend was a group of coked-up young males, (all side partings and fake Ralph Lauren) who after a verbal spitting match, proceeded to punch the walls closest to them, repeatedly, in order to shake of that cokey damn testosterone. This, hilariously, ended in both of them bonding over collective broken fingers.

The house beer and wine are cheap enough, and the pub is nice and big, with active barstaff, so you'll never be squashed into sardine-like proportions, thankfully.

However, don't forget your 'GEEZA' coat when you leave for a night out here please.

27 Apr 2012 03:40

The Goose, Romford

I've been a regular at this pub for about 8 years now, and the huge, rude bouncer on the door still doesn't acknowledge me when I say hello.
As for the actual pub itself...well...it's alright. That's all you can say really.
The barstaff seem to be handpicked from the prefects at Confusion school (about ten of them over the years have had to ask me what Brandy is), however they do work their hinies off on a Friday/Saturday night.
It's always a bit grubby in here, (don't even think of leaning on the bar), and seems to have lost a bit of it's charm with the re-vamp. Food is also pretty terrible, mixed-up orders are a common occurance, but hey-ho, it's better than the filth chip shop next door.
All in all, don't expect much more than a cheap pint, dirty elbows and some bloke called Dave pinching your arse.

27 Apr 2012 03:28