the castle
duct tape on the seats, the overpowering smell of stale piss, the sounds of coke-snorting coming from the women's toilets, dirty glasses, this place had the lot. police riot vans were outside on pretty much a daily basis, usually to pick up the same people. i once saw a woman glass her fella in the face and nobody seemed to bat an eyelid.
still, someone had kicked shit out of the side of the pool table, so it was free to play.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Fri 7 Feb 2014, 15:58, 2 replies)

a functional pool table? that's pretty posh for a rough pub
in its last few years, the Royal Hotel in Armley (Leeds) had no pool table, no jukebox, no fruit machines, nothing; only tables, chairs and bare walls

it was a proper shithole, the kind of place most folk would be reluctant to fight in, or do anything other than drink themselves to oblivion
( The Mock TurtIe ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Fri 7 Feb 2014, 18:32, closed)

it wasn't a bad pool table
as long as you remembered to wedge a beer mat under the top left leg
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Sat 8 Feb 2014, 14:46, closed)