25 Pubs you've been in and thought "oh no, I'm about to die..."

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Then of course:

Marthas
Mucky Duck
Mighty Fine
Manchster Arms
Yorkshire Grey
The Bistro

Of course you do realise that I know of these establishments by reputation and did not in my foolish youth frequent any of these fine establishment, and was certainly never banned from the MIghty Fine for inappropriate behaviour with the barmaid!
 
Went in a pub in Brecon with a chum after a long drive, I wanted a pint and said 'I'll have a half' so I went to the bar and said "A pint and a half of you finest dear landlord" to which he replied "We only serve halves for women in here!". Really felt as if a fight was due any minute and as the only English in the bar we could well be on the receiving end. Mind you this was in the early 80's things have changed since then.
 
It was a while ago when I last went. I think I only ever visited twice, the second time my mate got a tasty headbutt for his troubles.

There used to be a young Lady in Joannas who would seduce young sailors, then give the a card with teh details of the HMS Nelson STD clinic!
 
The other one was the Standard in Torpoint

HMS Raleigh = loads of young trainee sailors
Torpoint virgins= local ladies who had a somewhat predatory attitude towards these young sailors


Again, I only know this by reputation!
 

ScotiaLass

Guru
Location
Middle Earth
Oh jeeze!
I can't remember the name of the pub, it was a rough area in Glasgow and the then boyfriend, wanted to pop in to sound check his mates band (he was a sound technician for some very well known bands!).
The pub was rough as ars*h*les and I was instructed to stay close to him and be ready to leave at any given moment!
The band started and had got into their second song...that's song, not set, and I was told we were leaving!!

Scared the life outta me.
 

DiddlyDodds

Random Resident
Location
Littleborough
We once went into a pub just down the road from West Hams Ground with our Leeds Shirts on, all i can say is the welcome was not the warmest i have ever had :cheers:
 

MikeG

Guru
Location
Suffolk
I walked into a shebeen in the steaming jungles of Zaire, alone, in the pitch black, where I was the only white guy within a hundred miles (other than the 2 guys I was travelling with, who were back in camp). There were monkeys on the thatched roof, and parrots flying overhead. The initiation test was to drink some of the local fire-water out of the filthiest cup I have ever seen, with probably 200 locals watching me. They turned the music off, the prostitutes all rushed away from their local guys to the mzungu (me), because mzungus have money, and people stood on the "bar" (a couple of planks on some old tea chests) to watch. Up until the stuff hit my mouth, I was feeling a little out of place.........but once that liquid hit my throat, I knew I was about to die. I only wanted to buy a couple of beers.
 

Venod

Eh up
Location
Yorkshire
Rose & Crown Newcastle on a Sunday Night.
 

stephec

Squire
Location
Bolton
Went in a pub in Brecon with a chum after a long drive, I wanted a pint and said 'I'll have a half' so I went to the bar and said "A pint and a half of you finest dear landlord" to which he replied "We only serve halves for women in here!". Really felt as if a fight was due any minute and as the only English in the bar we could well be on the receiving end. Mind you this was in the early 80's things have changed since then.

Yeah, now the women all drink pints. :smile:
 

Tin Pot

Guru
I don't think its happened 25 times, but I recall;

1 Black Horse, Dublin
My best guess is that they thought we were off duty British Army
2 a now defunct pub at 262 Manchester Rd. London E14
They didn't like strangers
3 The Goldsmiths Tavern, New Cross, London
They didn't like guys in suits
 

berty bassett

Legendary Member
Location
I'boro
3. any of them inWellingborough
in the mid eighties i walked in the pub near the train station about 30 seconds after the last pool cue had just been snapped across someones back - it only dawned on me that the natives were in a somewhat pensive mood after i had order a pint - you know that lady on the plane who points to the nearest exit - o how i wished she was there, i drank that pint like i was an extra in ice cold in alice
 

stowie

Legendary Member
Emmas, Gosport. (Got into a spot of bother with 4 visiting Glaswegian sailors, but it ended well)

My God - Emmas! I think this used to be the club we used to visit in Gosport when going sailing from the harbour. We could get into Emmas even after having spent a weekend at sea on a sailing boat with no showers. It was an extra-ordinary place, one that couldn't be forgotten if I hadn't always drunk so much in there. If it is the right place I remember it is at the top of a rather large flight of stairs and we were actually barred one night when one of the party got to the top, fell over, and somersaulted head over feet from the top to the bottom. This wouldn't have got us barred, but he was a plummy public school type who then proceeded to engage the bouncers in conversation starting with "my good men, I assume this establishment isn't black tie?". They assumed (correctly) he was taking the p!ss and we spent a night in Gosport bereft of the delights of Emmas.
 
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