Much improved since changing name from "The Pub with no Name" to "The Southover". Quite nice rather than a bit dingy probably sums it up!

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Clicky clicky clicky is all you need to know about this place, it felt very unwelcoming.I recently took my sister who had arrived from London, as I'd never been here before, but had read some good reviews on the place, which I now realise MUST have been written by friends of the pub, or very short sighted people. The decor is disgusting, kids run riot with the blessing of bar staff and the toilets, well let's just say I had to apologise to my sister for the whole unfortunate experience. The food is cheap, yet substantial with a chef who seems keen to please. To summarise, I felt as if I was drinking in a playground,the place definitely needs to be managed! If you were fortunate enough to hang out at the bar and be friends with the staff, you were guaranteed fast service with a smile.

If not, you could die of thirst.

Phil.

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Once you remove the fact that you can get a decent meal here, it doesn't have much left going for it. Tatty walls,ripped sofa's, the worst toilets in Brighton (with no baby changing) and miserable bar staff who seem more interested in smoking than serving. Kids running and screaming constantly as well as sitting at the bar (isn't that illegal?) and a disgusting drinking terrace, all ensure that my boyfriend and I will never set foot in there again.

I would have complained heavily if I could find out who the manager was.

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A few friends spent part of Saturday in there watching the England V Kazahkstan game (oct 11, 2008). First off, our food took 45 minutes to arrive (at the time we ordered, there were four people in the pub) yet all we wanted was one bean burger and a chilli con carne. Then their cooling system broke down so they couldn't serve pints. The one (!) member of staff on duty didn't bother telling anyone though, so people were just filing out after learning they would have to pay £3 for bottled (eg: a half-pint) beer when a pint is only 25p more. Nobody apologised and nobody put a sign up on the bar to warn people. The result? There were half the people that are normally there to watch England. The bar staff seem more anxious to have fags outside than serve people. I was going to complain but I cannot find out who owns the place. I shall never enter its doors again.

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