Want a pub filled with chilled out thirtysomethings, with trendy black-clad staff, where more time has been spent describing the food than preparing it and has a wide range of overpriced standard beer? Then don't go to the Iron Duke. Cheap beer, Racing Post-mad landlord, lock-ins, heavy drinkers, lasagne and chips, pool tables, fruit machines, a pint and a fight two pound fifty.
Not your standard Brighton pub.
Waterloo Street near the front
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It's still a Brighton institution, and still full of characters.