Once inside, there's little to keep you there. Almost everyone buys their round and heads back outside with it to drink on the quayside. The pub itself needs to be pretty spartan, as can be imagined.
There are plenty of benches by the river, but they fill up pretty quickly with tourists, students, lads and budding Aquamen, who have been known to take drunken headers off both the quay and occasionally the bridge to impress the babes. I'd love to see someone attempt the latter and land upon one of the tourist show boats passing underneath. It would at least liven up what has to be one of the dullest river tours in the country. "On your right, you'll see a derelict warehouse. Opposite (on your left) the back door and storeroom of Next." It was more interesting in the old days when they would hang criminals from the bridge and put the bodies out for display in the room above this pub!
