The Prestwick Pioneer - JD Wetherspoon — Restaurant in Scotland

Visited recently during a cycling trip for a rest and some food. The ambience as I entered seemed quite relaxed as I approached the bar for service, when a male staff member approached Short, pale skin, dark hair, slight build, with facial hair and requested my order. As I perused the food and drink menu I could feel him scrutinising me with his eyes and without any bidding he commented about how good my thighs looked in my lycra shorts. I thought it an odd comment from one man to another let alone to me a random customer. "Muscular" he asserted and smirked. Hungry and thirsty, I brushed these inappropriate remarks away in the naive hope that he was merely eccentric. I flicked through the food menu and again without bidding he too lifted a menu and began to mimic me, page turn for page turn, occasionally glimpsing over the top of the menu to offer me a suggestive wink. At this point I was becoming jaded and exasperated by his relentless bothering. Burger and chips I exclaimed. Not really wanting same but wanting this sordid experience over with. "Sure you don't fancy a hot dog" he quipped. No mate, I nipped back. Can I just get my food and I'll be on my way!. Sure! He slapped the menu down and with a petted lip, off he popped. About ten minutes later my food arrived with my receipt which included his mobile phone number and a crude drawing of what I think was two men performing fallatio on one another. For the record the burger was also barely cooked. I wont be...

SHOCKING….DISGRACEFUL Took my disabled grandson to the pioneer to buy him a pizza. He has Cerebral Palsy and struggles badly with his speech and walking. Found a seat no problem as the place was half empty…9.15pm on a Tuesday night, I told him to have a look at the menu while I went to the bar for drinks. I happened to look over while standing at the bar and I could see a female member of staff talking to him, I presumed she was just chatting. But as it turned out she had actually pounced on him while he was on his own and was harassing him for I.D. She told him he wasn’t allowed here after 9pm without I.D to prove his age (he’s 22 ). She then approached me at the bar and asked if I was with that person over there. I tried to explain to her that he was my grandson and he was disabled and that he was 22 and doesn’t drink alcohol and was just in for a bite to eat.But she was not interested and insisted we left as we had no I.D to prove his age. I had to walk home with him and get his passport and walk back to show it just to get him a pizza and a soft drink. The only reason I went back was to keep him calm as I didn’t want him blaming himself for what had happened as he is very self conscious about his disability. An absolutely shocking and disgraceful experience. Needless to say I won’t be returning and wouldn’t advise anyone to go here with a disabled...

Staff efficient and pleasant... It was nice to drink in a WETHERSPOONS which had the toilets downstairs. The bar area and toilets were both very clean, credit to staff who continuously cleared and cleaned tables as soon as they were vacated. I was staying in Ayr and had taken a walk into Prestwick in the afternoon. The rain started and after a short time I decided to get out of the rain and was pleased to while away the time in The Prestwick Pioneer with a couple of Ales and a few Rums for company... It was around 5pm and things were getting busy, seating at tables was at a premium as families or groups arrived for meals. So after a short time of sitting at a table meant for 2 (and as Murphy's Law would have it, the seat I sat on was somewhat sunk in the middle, so not the most comfortable) being solo I chose to then stand at a tall table instead nearer the entrance. Unfortunately this table was not level and so I did what I could to balance it out... But it didn't spoil my...