Walkabout, Shepherds Bush, W12

Probably quite an interesting theatre once, but if the vile (if distinctive) exterior paint scheme is not enough to put you off then the stink of drains you get on entry almost certainly will. The interior somehow manages to be both cavernous and claustrophobic, with loud music drowning out conversation and most people ending up staring vacantly at the many screens showing sport. No real ale of course, and at least half of the many lager fonts had upturned half-pint glasses on the handles. With not even any John Smiths available, resorted to a Guinness (£4.05). Overall, you suspect that the bouncers on the door are there to stop people running away and telling people on the street about the sheer horror of it all...

Sorry about the quality of my photo, as you can see from the other one, the building is supposed to be green. Must check colour balance on my camera, these new fangled digital cameras. Anyway, enough of my problems, as you can probably tell, this is an Aussie pub, G'day. No real ale, food served all day. Sells a Pommie burger, but not with real Poms and a kangeroo burger, make sure it don't jump off your plate. Does have John Smith smooth. Disable access. The Dunnies (Toilets) are downstairs but the arrow is pointing up, probably to confuse us Poms.