Few things are worse than a bad Guinness so you’ll be happy to learn the Guinness in Bradley’s isn’t just good, it’s quite probably the best pint in Poland. That’s largely down to Kevin, a committed publican often caught conducting stringent quality checks with his band of regulars. This steamy pub also doubles as the nerve centre of Frogs & Co, the local rugby side, and boisterous spirits and schoolboy japes are guaranteed when this mob are in town. But there’s more to this place than rugby, and you’ll find tables and chairs disappearing once the football lot squish in the for a big game. And if you don’t like sports, don’t worry. One of the longest happy hours draws plenty of others, as does a menu promising one of the best traditional breakfasts around.
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A low-profile, scruffy Irish pub that transforms whenever musicians take to the stage; within minutes you’ll find the assorted patrons singing along in out-of-key merriment, and showcasing dance moves you thought were exclusive to your drunk uncle: remember that wedding he fell into the cake. [...]

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A grotty bar that draws in local headcases and visiting stag groups in equal measure; they’re welcome to each other. The toilets here are a health hazard, but the real danger lies by the bar – there’s several libellous stories circulating, and we can’t say much more other than watch your drink, watch your bag, and don’t accept freebies from smiling Russian dudes.
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