Krackers Bar, Burnham-On-Sea

A rather awful drinking den in a soulless shed in the middle of the Brean holiday camp ghetto. There are two parts to the business, a diner and a bar. There is an outside covered terrace with tables and chairs at the front from which you can enjoy the fumes of passing traffic, while the interior of the bar is a dingy, square room with a bar counter and facilities for what passes for entertainment among the Wetherspoons rejects who find themselves at home here. There is no real ale on offer, and nothing resembling decent keg, just a predictable range including Cruzcampo, Fosters, Strongbow,, Coors, Inch’s Cider and a couple of others. Wine is sold in tins of red or white. There is a selection of bottled beers, thugh it wasn’t clear whether these were for drinking or throwing. Entertainment is karaoke, live sports of the TV screens, and tolerating screaming feral brats. It was not a friendly place, dogs were not allowed in, though that was probably for their own safety, the staff were lacking in talent or people-skills. Food was cheap standard junk food. You get what you pay for, but I shan’t be returning.