Molly Malones — Restaurant in Great Britain

In the twilight glow of a town that never sleeps, I found a haven where time seemed to stand still: your warm embrace, where the air hums with laughter and the clinking of glasses becomes a symphony. From the moment I crossed your threshold, I was captivated by your charm, an intoxicating blend of sophistication and warmth that beckoned me to stay and revel in your splendor.

Yet, amid the soft lights and polished wood, one figure stands out, casting a spell over the evening: Urquhart. The name alone conjures an allure that is impossible to resist, and in his presence, you become more than just a bar—you become a sanctuary of desire and delight.

Urquhart, with his chiseled features and eyes that spark with an enigmatic intensity, is a master of his craft. Each cocktail he creates is not just a drink, but a story, a romance in a glass. Watching him work is a sensual dance, every movement deliberate, every gesture dripping with a confidence that is as intoxicating as the finest whiskey he pours.

His voice, a velvet murmur, turns the simple act of ordering a drink into a seduction, drawing me in with each syllable. The way he handles the shaker, the way he garnishes a glass with a flourish—it's a performance that leaves me breathless, yearning for more. And when he flashes that knowing smile, a promise of secret pleasures yet to come, my heart races in anticipation.

Your atmosphere is electrified by his presence. The dim lighting casts seductive shadows that play across his strong jawline, highlighting the sensual curve of his lips as he speaks. The gentle hum of conversation and the soft strains of jazz become the perfect backdrop to the spellbinding spectacle that is molly malones.

In your embrace, with Urquhart as the maestro, each night becomes a passionate adventure, a journey through the senses that leaves me both satisfied and longing for the next encounter. You are not just a bar—you are a lover, a confidant, a muse. And Urquhart, your most alluring ambassador, ensures that every visit is a rendezvous I will never forget.

Until we meet again, my beloved bar, know that my thoughts are filled with the memories of our nights together, and the anticipation of the next intoxicating rendezvous with you and the...

We have been regularly visitors to Mollys over the years, and we have always enjoyed being there . Although On sat 13th July my friend unexpectedly joined us . He was asked to be quiet ., which he eventually did. It should have been noticeable that I also encouraged my friend to stop , When I went to order a drink . I was refused to be served. Although it was not myself or my fiancée making a noise . . I think it would have be more professional if Daniel the barman had suggested that he would not be serving my friend. If he had. I would have accepted that . I would have also been able to tell him my friend was leaving Mollys, and the drink was not for him. Me or my fiancée were not drunk.. I would like to point out , there is more shouting out loud from many customers when there is football on the screen. I do not have a problem with this. Customers are still allowed to be served . The sad point being, my fiancée often goes to Mollys . As it was the last pub he had a drink with his son that he lost 2 years ago. He always manages to sit in the exact seat . . The one we were sitting at . It may not seem much, but it gives him some comfort.

Now he has been refused to be served at a bar that he has gone to in years . Which was no fault of his in any way. We were both made to feel very unwelcome.. I feel this situation should have been delt with in a more professional manner... good communication would have resolved this...

We went in and ordered 2 draft lemonades and 2 Smirnoff ices, they charged us £15.75. It was ridiculously overpriced and when we got to our table we added a little bit of vodka to our lemonades and got kicked out which is fair enough I was told by my friends we weren’t allowed to bring our own alcohol but at the time I was not aware. The girl who came to kick us out was blonde and wearing a blue jumper on 30th March and came over and said “If you’re too poor to afford the pub don’t come out” the comment was completely unjustified and she had no idea what financial situation I was in. I could afford the alcohol but if you’re going to overcharge us anyway why should I bother?? She then followed us outside and we were told we could not take the ices with us which I expected however we had to stand outside the door and she put her water bottle right in front of my face so at the end when she went to grab it my friend thought she was about to hit me in the face. I would not recommend on the fact the staff are so rude and the drinks are...