The Arlington Bar

Been going to the Arlington for the past 4 years. Pub is brilliant. Great atmosphere and a good place to meet old friends for a pint or two…

great bar 5 star cheap drinks good music dont turn up to early paddy behind the bar is a true gent

Ah, The Arlington Bar. Many nights, I’ve stumbled out (and stumbled in, to be fair) here and had not much recollection of the events that occurred inside. Nothing sinister, it’s just CHEAP. Dirt CHEAP.
For the price of one drink along the road, I bought two in here the other night. I’m glad it was my round!
And the price isn’t the only thing going for it in here. It might like a bit… erm… shabby from the outside, and it probably is the same inside, but it’s got character. It’s got heart, and it’s got The Stone Of Destiny.
Wait, what?
Yep, they claim to have the original Stone Of Destiny in here; the story is that they were switched. The fake went off to The Man, and resides in Edinburgh Castle. Come on in and touch The Stone, where Royal bahookies have sat for years.
Is it true? Who knows? It’s a hell of a story though.
Other than that, there’s a DJ in on the weekends — the night I was in, he was laying down some phat beats, or whatever the kids say these days. They have a wide range of draft beers, and cheap spirits.
There’s a Frankie Miller poster on the wall, something I heartily approve of and is almost enough to push it up to the mythical FIFTH STAR OF IMMENSE ENJOYMENT.
Four is fine though. Go and check it out. You’ll enjoy it!

Well, what can you say. I was not prepared for The Arlington Bar.
Some mates who live round the corner encouraged a trip here to watch the football and get a few ‘cheap drinks’. It was an immense success.
It seemingly attracts a youngish crowd, with an average age of around 25. I can kind of get away with that thesedays.
No nonsense pub that could be anywhere in Scotland (in a good way). Plenty of character all the same though, with a banging DJ that had plenty of folk dancing on a Saturday and toilets that as my friend pointed out, are disproportionately nice in comparison with the décor of the bar area. They also boast having a ‘stone’ of some sort (have a look for yourself)…
Modest pricesat the bar which shows know interest of stocking all of the usual ales and what-​have-​you from other local West End bars. It’s a straight up pub that charmed me enough that I will be instigating a return trip next time I’m at my friends’ gaff.
A pleasant surprise.

I’ve been drinking in here on and off since about 2006. I’ve been going more regularly recently as a friend of mine has moved in just round the corner. It’s an authentic, old school Glasgow boozer. Pictures of Thin Lizzy, Shane MacGowan and old time Glasgow hang on the walls. A good mix of clientele; locals, students and old boys. There’s live music and open mic nights on throughout the week. The staff are extremely friendly and always seem to be enjoying themselves. Great vibe. Oh aye, and it’s apparently the final resting place of the ‘real’ Stone of Destiny which sits up the back.

Drinks on Saturday?
Someone said The Halt, I followed and walked into a wall of sound to be met by three mates who all had ‘it’s too pure loud by the way’ and a pleading ‘let’s get the hell out of here’ look on their faces.
To The Arlington!
Not having been in since they gave the place a right good scrub down, I’ve been desperate to head back to see what the beef was.
So?
Holy lick-​o-​paint Batman! It’s still the Arly, but cleaner, funkier and with toilets that don’t smell like old dude.
They’ve also opened the place up a bit by taking away the wee awkward booth section, which has just opened it all up.
I’m a fan. This place is entirely un-​pretentious, it’s easy, cosy, cheap and it’s just that little bit nicer to be in since the last time I visited.
Woodlands for a drink? You might as well pop in.

The Arli is a no-​frills pub on Woodlands Road where you can have a fuss free night out in a relaxed environment.
With nice beers on tap including Krusovice and Hoegaarden, it’s also outstandingly cheap considering the prime area it’s in. It’s also surprisingly laid back and lacks the pomp and pretension of other bars in the area. There is no attitude to be found in here, and a genuinely great mix of people — young and old, groups or couples.
The bar staff are really down to earth and happy to chat to you while they busy themselves. They show live sports on their fancy flatscreens, but otherwise this bar is, as Chris said, charming because of its basic amenities. It has not fallen under the spell of other bars in the area and attempted to gentrify itself. Instead, it’s a God’s honest pub, complete with beaten up leather booths and rickety bar stools. But its honesty and modesty is a breath of fresh air, and despite the fact it’s sripped bar it’s cosy, warm, clean and friendly. The locals are really chatty, and everyone has an interesting story to tell. If you’re lucky, you might also stop by when there is an impromptu fiddle night on the go.
As great for a knees up as much as for a quiet evening drinking with some friends, it’s one of my old, all time favourites.

If ever anything merits another star it’s 2.50 for a 500ml bottle of Krusovice. Step forward the humble Arlington Bar, and take your place in my coveted five star club.

A proper, old fashioned boozer, The Arlington doesn’t have the contrived folkiness of neighbouring Uisge Beatha or however you spell it. It’s a pretence free pub that seems popular with the very varied types that live in the Woodlands area.
Good jukebox, inexpensive booze, and no arseholes at the bar. You can’t beat it.

On finding the Arlington I knew I had arrived. No egos, no bullshit, just a good old fashioned Glasgow boozer.
It’s not everyone’s bag. If you’re some YP city type then do one. Piss off down to Uisge Beath, get ripped off for your drinks, and enjoy the sound of yourself talking pretentious shite to your equally uninteresting friends. This place is real. It’s honest. Don’t ruin it for me.
I don’t mind the fact the seats are small and cramped.
I don’t mind the plethora of unimpressive trophies displayed on the walls for «Best Car Thief in the West End» or «Most Sausages Swallowed Whole.»
I don’t even mind the fact that a trip to the bogs requires a pair of wellies to wade through the puddles of urine, and results in the stench of toilet blocks in your nose that you just can’t shake.
Cheap drinks, toothless yet friendly staff, regulars who drink because they love drinking and aren’t out to show the world how amazing they are. That’s what this place is about.
You won’t find your future wife in this place, but you may find the feeling of belonging you have craved since your last dose of generic and overpriced misery administered by Ashton Lane.

The Arlington Bar is a West End institution, an institution I was late to catch on to in my time at Glasgow University. On a particularly drunken night out with friends we dared to venture into the elder gentlemen stronghold and were surprised to see other students scattered around tables, sipping contently at pints. One of the many fine pubs Woodlands Road has to offer, the Arlington’s only rival in the quaint and rustic pub league would be the Doublet Bar. Its quite a small pub, and I’m not sure how we managed to fit our large number in, but we did, somehow. The bar staff were particularly very friendly, as well as the locals. I ended up having a conversation with one old man about Barrack Obama for what seemed like several hours. The drinks are ludicrously cheap too. At the risk of sounding a little pretentious, there did seem to be a few unsavoury looking folk with the potential of trouble the night we were there, but they seemed to keep themselves to themselves. Everyone left that night with nothing but good things to say about the place.

an average bar, with average prices. personally, there are other watering holes the woodlands area where i’d much rather prop up the bar.
however, the regulars get pretty excitable when the football is on, and the atmosphere is pretty intense, in a good way (if you like that sort of thing!).

The Arlington, home of the stone of destiny (or a dodgy fibre glass replica) this is the pub where the stone of destiny was hidden in the cellar. The pub is a proper boozer with the regulars propping up the bar for 4 – 5 hour shifts while the occasional students drop in for the cheap booze. The décor is basic to rough but on a Friday if it’s nice the staff break out the barbie and hand out free burgers and hotdogs.
When the weather is not so nice you can always opt for their natchos and cheese a bargin at £1