Tower Bar

They tried to make me go to Tower, I said no no no.
By «they», I mean friends of mine who swore this place was a traditional Glaswegian bar that represented a decent spot for a drink near a friend of ours flat. By «no no no», I mean no.
The Tower may well be a fine spot for its regulars, but for me it exuded an overwhelmingly unwelcoming atmosphere.
Small and dreary, new passing trade is rare in this neck of the woods and you get the impression that’s just the way the Tower’s clientele like it.
As one of very few pubs in the area, go in if you really must, perhaps I merely caught it on a bad day. Wouldn’t bet on it though.