O’Briens Public House

I wasn’t as much of a fan of O’Brien’s as I was of the Tollbooth Bar or the Empire Bar across the street.
It seemed dirtier for some reason, and it has a very weird layout, where the bar seems almost cut off from the lounge. I didn’t go into the lounge, I peeked through and it looked pretty dark and scary, so I stayed up at the bar.
The bar folk were nice enough, and the prices were pretty cheap (Like the Empire and the Tollbooth), but I only had the one before I decided to make tracks. Not a bad place, but as Jamie mentioned, it’s definitely not for the faint-​hearted.
Another Celtic place, so if you’re planning to go for a quiet pint, make sure it’s not a game day.

My first visit to O’Briens was on the day of an Old Firm fixture — Glasgow’s fierce footballing derby between Rangers and Celtic.
It’s not for the faint-​hearted.
Although the pub itself was open, we had to knock the door in order to get in. Shortly afterwards, we were met by a lunatic, brandishing part of a telephone box proudly above his head. Instead of questioning the situation, the entire place soon burst into cheers and rapturous applause, with the madman earning the odd pat on the back as he marched towards the bar.
I wouldn’t admit it to my mum, but I did enjoy my time there that day, and I’ve been back since.
If you’re thick-​skinned and can put up with quite possibly the most appalling toilets in the city, it’s worth the experience alone.