The Copperfields, Gravesend - pub details
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|Rubbish. Horrible food and beer. Rude staff. Dirty tables remained uncleared for the hour we were there. Not good for a quiet pint or for a meal . Better off going to the Harvester. Also very dark inside.|
Peppercorns - 17 Sep 2014 18:02
|Dive. Avoid. Dirty chairs at dirty tables where my friends will meet no more.|
Rude staff, cack beer, bleak atmosphere. Indeed, you know the atmosphere Ian Curtis sings of in Joy Division's, 'Atmosphere'? He' singing about this place. A long distance haulage driver with marital problems and massively in debt to Albanian mafia might chose the bogs to end it all in; no excuse therefore for you to sample its dreadful, charmless, hostile environs. I should know,I spent the better part of an hour waiting for a friend to render his bowels in the porcelain, although, he may have been avoiding me to text his work or ex-wife.
Push on, eager drinker, to the Rum Puncheon if yea must visit upon Gravesend. Otherwise, get hammered at home on Thunderbird and wake to a left-over kebab pizza from Flamers as an early-morning eye-opener; mention of which: all-day breakfast here is pitiful: greasy eggs, congealed beans, cold toast., limp mushrooms, salty bacon like a strip of ripped-off gash tang.
Not worthy to sully the good name of Blunderstone's greatest son.
CoolBilk - 7 Aug 2014 21:09
|Loath as I am to belittle a drinking hole with no redeeming qualities, once more I am moved to slam the horrors I have witnessed in my earthly misadventures.|
This festering pile would raise the ire of a zombie simply by dint of its contemptible Dickens referencing name. The bearded Victorian genius and sentimental social critiquer would have eviscerated this contemptible abortion had it existed in his time.
The selection of ales is laughable to the point (pint?) of lachrymosity, should that word exist. This pub is cited in divorce cases since men bring their families here in the hope they will desert him for patent lack of taste and decency.
FritzBlitzkrieg - 30 May 2014 16:43
|how this place is still trading beats me |
seasicksteve - 15 Oct 2013 14:33
very dirty tables
bar man had black filthy finger nails
waitress outfit was filthy and she had awful body odour
will never set foot in here again
CamraColin - 11 Oct 2013 14:24
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