A new strip pub called Brendan's in East St , Braintree is starting having girls on Friday's 4 to 7.
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Well here you go!
I found Brendan's in the middle of a quite-extensive light industrial park. The pub's outside boasts availability for all sorts of events from parties and receptions to hen and stag nights. The chalkboard by the entrance summed up the afternoon's entertainment most succinctly: "jug and pole dancing" which as we know is not some rustic Essex ritual but what keeps us reading these posts!.
The building looks a little shabby on the outside which contrasts with the neat, clean and organised interior. Through the main door and the bar at the far end takes up one side of the large, square room. Plenty of open space and a pool table. Ideal for walkaround. But no pole.
The bar itself is the best-kept one I have seen for ages. Although the stock will not appeal to the CAMRA types, the whole presentation is very modern and tidy, indeed spotless. The name and the Gaelic-inscribed blinds reminded my that I was expecting an Irish theme but this did not come through. It's just a celebration of your standard range of lagers mostly: just Braintree not Bantry.
Now by coincidence Lorraine has started despatching her best to supplement the locally-recruited girls on whom the landlord has relied since branching out into this strand of the entertainment industry. This has two advantages: it refreshes local appetites and gives the opportunity for many young working visitors to our shores to travel beyond the M25 and see a bit of the country. And there lie the drawbacks too.
So what about the dancing? Although walkaround, it does not take place in the main bar area. Instead there is a side room, long and narrow. And chairs - the ones you find in hotels with the gold metal frame and red fabric - set out down each side and across the ends. No tables. The pole stands in the middle secured to the main beam like a stainless Acro prop. In all I thought I had walked into an AA meeting - although we were there for therapy I suppose.
The girls collect in the main bar and eventually the landlord announces the dance.The curtain is pulled across and the punters file in and take their seats in the dance room. Then at the end they all go back to the bar to rejoin the drinkers who did not bother to watch.
PDs take place at the end of a narrow corridor leading from the dance room and again a curtain comes into play.
Back to the drawbacks then. Somehow the atmosphere is lacking. Although the (small) crowd was lively as you would expect from an after-work bunch on a Friday no one seemed that interested in the girls. Maybe it improves later in the evening but the dancers were treated like a sideshow rather than the main attraction. Not sure if the girls will find the trip a profitable one. It's a long way from London.
As for us as non-locals, maybe worth a visit out of curiosity, completism or to see a fave . There certainly is potential but for the moment in the words of M Michelin "il ne vaut pas le détour".
The afternoon girls also appear at Club Eden at night so maybe that defrays the travel costs some more and generates extra income.
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I found Brendan's in the middle of a quite-extensive light industrial park. The pub's outside boasts availability for all sorts of events from parties and receptions to hen and stag nights. The chalkboard by the entrance summed up the afternoon's entertainment most succinctly: "jug and pole dancing" which as we know is not some rustic Essex ritual but what keeps us reading these posts!.
The building looks a little shabby on the outside which contrasts with the neat, clean and organised interior. Through the main door and the bar at the far end takes up one side of the large, square room. Plenty of open space and a pool table. Ideal for walkaround. But no pole.
The bar itself is the best-kept one I have seen for ages. Although the stock will not appeal to the CAMRA types, the whole presentation is very modern and tidy, indeed spotless. The name and the Gaelic-inscribed blinds reminded my that I was expecting an Irish theme but this did not come through. It's just a celebration of your standard range of lagers mostly: just Braintree not Bantry.
Now by coincidence Lorraine has started despatching her best to supplement the locally-recruited girls on whom the landlord has relied since branching out into this strand of the entertainment industry. This has two advantages: it refreshes local appetites and gives the opportunity for many young working visitors to our shores to travel beyond the M25 and see a bit of the country. And there lie the drawbacks too.
So what about the dancing? Although walkaround, it does not take place in the main bar area. Instead there is a side room, long and narrow. And chairs - the ones you find in hotels with the gold metal frame and red fabric - set out down each side and across the ends. No tables. The pole stands in the middle secured to the main beam like a stainless Acro prop. In all I thought I had walked into an AA meeting - although we were there for therapy I suppose.
The girls collect in the main bar and eventually the landlord announces the dance.The curtain is pulled across and the punters file in and take their seats in the dance room. Then at the end they all go back to the bar to rejoin the drinkers who did not bother to watch.
PDs take place at the end of a narrow corridor leading from the dance room and again a curtain comes into play.
Back to the drawbacks then. Somehow the atmosphere is lacking. Although the (small) crowd was lively as you would expect from an after-work bunch on a Friday no one seemed that interested in the girls. Maybe it improves later in the evening but the dancers were treated like a sideshow rather than the main attraction. Not sure if the girls will find the trip a profitable one. It's a long way from London.
As for us as non-locals, maybe worth a visit out of curiosity, completism or to see a fave . There certainly is potential but for the moment in the words of M Michelin "il ne vaut pas le détour".
The afternoon girls also appear at Club Eden at night so maybe that defrays the travel costs some more and generates extra income.
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Happened to be in the area Friday pm and felt in the mood for entertainment but was disappointed, although not surprised, to find Brendans is no more. The pub appears to be shut and all the sineage relating to the previously promised "jug and pole dancing" and indeed the "Brendans" nameplate have been removed.
This was my first visit since my earlier post so I can't say when the enterprise ceased but I suspect it did not survive very long after I was there last year. It only appeared on Loraine's website a couple of times and Tayana and Amanda who I saw there were unimpressed with both their reception and the travel time.
No information on the associated Club Eden elsewhere in the town where the dancers would spend their evening after the afternoon shift in Brendans. If it is still going then maybe the locally-recruited dancers can appeal in a lapdance club but not in the earthier walkabout arena.
One more bites the dust.
This was my first visit since my earlier post so I can't say when the enterprise ceased but I suspect it did not survive very long after I was there last year. It only appeared on Loraine's website a couple of times and Tayana and Amanda who I saw there were unimpressed with both their reception and the travel time.
No information on the associated Club Eden elsewhere in the town where the dancers would spend their evening after the afternoon shift in Brendans. If it is still going then maybe the locally-recruited dancers can appeal in a lapdance club but not in the earthier walkabout arena.
One more bites the dust.
one more and I'm off...