As already mentioned a boozer choc-full of convivial punters once the clock hits twelve or so and can be a bit slow getting an Arthur Scargle but sure isn’t that all part of the banter?
Not the worst place in the world to go in the evenings for a few pints and some reasonably priced decent pub grub. Do yourself a favour go early, grub up, stay the night, resist the temptation to play with the traffic cones outside when you’re all thrown out and round a good night off in the Taj Mahal Restaurant around the corner with a Chicken Vindaloo and a few bottles of Cobra beer as the sunlight begins to reappear through the window…
What pisses me off are those people who say they hate Coppers and end up being in there every night of the week. Particularly birds. ‘Oh Coppers is such a shithole’ Why are you always there then? Stupid people
I don’t hate Coppers. You are guaranteed a bit if a buzz in there which I am in the mood for sometimes and not other times. Which is why I go to Coppers sometimes