Monday, 13 July 2009
9-10 Westgate Street, Cardiff [map]
Another one of the gazillion Wetherspoons that litter the centre of Cardiff.
The management should be proud of the heavy foot traffic, less so of the fact that a high proportion of it appears to be made up of children.
Now then, either that's a toddler at the bar or a Mexican midget wrestler without his mask.
And, quite frankly, it's unlikely to be the latter as they all seem to be getting bumped off by fake prostitutes who spike their drinks. Well, according to Metro, at least.
This is more like it. Real men, with polo shirts tucked into their jeans, ordering pints. It's what the Wetherspoon experience is all about.
But for all the cheap beer and cheap food, there's something utterly dismal about the place.
Stay here for more than a couple of rounds and being drugged by a Mexican vice girl suddenly becomes an attractive proposition.
It had to happen sooner or later. If you take enough random snapshots inside enough Cardiff pubs, one of them will inevitably feature MC Ninjah.
Spending all day playing the drums on bins in the centre of town is clearly thirsty - if not entirely lucrative - work.