The Railway, Pitsea

This place was and is the pits. The 'clientele' (and most all of the people living nearby) are the left-over spill from the bad end of London. Come to this pub of an evening, especially during the weekend, for a ring-side view of a knife-fight or a catfight between a couple of women who don't even notice one of their babies being knocked out of the pram, which of course is left outside.
If you have to enter, go to the middle of the bar - you just might get out again without a broken bottle in your face, because the left and right ends of the bar are occupied by arch-enemies.
Of course, if you want stolen goods at a cheap price, you're at the right place - just make sure you never go back there!
I wonder if Lorraine with the big t*ts is still offering it around cheap? Probably too old by now, LOL.

4 Oct 2005 21:34