Despite Colin’s objections, we finished the night off in here. Better to get it out the way on a quiet night we thought. And it was certainly quiet. It’s a huge place though.
There are some nice features from the old church that houses the bar like a grand balcony and imposing windows. However, it’s been extensively fitted out and augmented with fake fireplaces, metal cladding, stylistic sci-fi tat and a ruddy great steel contraption above the bar that wheels out “Frankenstein” at regular intervals like a giant cuckoo clock. And don’t forget the lasers and fancy lighting. There are better photos on thier website.
So it’s not quite a night club, but does feel like one when it’s busy. It attracts large crowds at weekends with stag and hen dos, tourists, pre-clubbers, students and general party-lovers. There are actually three floors including the balcony, with another bar downstairs, though only the main floor was open for our visit.
Cask: Caledonian Deuchars and Flying Scotsman. Keg: Heineken, Guinness, Fosters, Kronenbourg 1664, Tennent’s Lager and Strongbow.
There’s a small cocktail list, all £6.50 (or £4 Monday to Wednesday) and mostly old classics with the exception of the Bloody Mary Shelley.
The round was £11.something for a Deuchars, a Heineken and a Strongbow, so between £3.66 and £4 a pint. That was minus my Ladyboy which I had to get myself for having quit my job. It’s the rules. Lose your job and the kitty pays for your Ladyboy; quit and you have to get one yourself. And Fosters too, grumble, grumble.
The menu is mostly pub classics like fish and chips (£12), burgers (from £9.50, build your own), pastas (under a tenner), salads etc. Surprisingly, it seems a touch on the pricy side.
A surprisingly popular electric chair. Sit in, pay some cash and show your buddies how good you are at pretending to be electrocuted, with smoke effects and everything.
Possibly out a back window upstairs, but it was closed.