Walkabout
Tacky theme pub with not an Aussie in sight. It's a bit like Mary Poppin's bag being much larger than it first appears. Televisions dotted around the bar transmit footage of unfortunate looking young people sweatily grinding against each other as some amateur cameraman zooms up for crotch/cleavage shots. But this ain't no third rate porno; it's the bloody dancefloor –cleverly hidden on the floor below. Big screens, ridiculously cheap drinks offers, DJs and cover bands ensure that the place is always packed. The menu contains the usual offerings with a few Aussie additions. Anyone fancy a kangaroo steak? Reared in a battery farm outside Caerphilly apparently.
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