Welcome To Faulty Towers Inn

Still with the Same Old Hosts ...


Scud

Arnt

Maew

Known as Paddy Henry
in the Royal Marines,
Scud came to Phuket
and bought his local.

Arnt decided he'd had enough of fishing
for herring in the cold northern
waters of Norway and fled south to Phuket
in 2000.

Maew is the lovely Thai owner of the bar.
Maew flew to the warmth of the South
5 years ago
to be with Arnt(?).

... and the Same Old Scruffy Bar Fixtures
The Bell

 
Steve

 
Pauli

 
Serving Great Food, Domestic and Imported Beers,
Wines and Spirits

We serve Tiger, Heineken, Singha, and VB in bottles, but our most popular beer by far is our draught Heineken & Kilkenny.

Try our food too. We offer a fine range of Thai & Western food. Try our Cowboys Breakfast - a succulent juicy steak from New Zealand with fries, baked beans and topped off with two eggs.
 

Faulty Towers - Home of the Big Boy's Milkshake

Are you man enough for the Big Boys Milkshake?

Few are! The Big Boy's Milkshake record stands at 7 and a bit - before the owner of it had trouble with his vertical hold!. This world famous drink, made from a secret recipe, knocks 'em down every time. Rumours are that it has nearly a half a bottle of spirits in it. Served in a glass boot giving it that 'yard of ale' feel, it packs a punch. Beware - The leg bit of the boot is only half of it - look out for the boot from the foot!

Are you on the "Roll Of Honour"?

The Faulty Towers Song
(by 'Barbie Doll' Ken Loughlin )

(Sung to the tune of  "RED ROSE CAFE")

They come from the farms and the factories too and they all soon forget who they are,
The cares of today are soon washed away as they sit on a stool by the bar,
The girl with green eyes in the rolling stone shirt doesn't look like she
works on the land and the man at the end is a very good friend of a man
who sells cars second hand

--- CHORUS ---
Down at the bar called FAULTY TOWERS in the evening there in a soi just
beside bangla road everyone shares in the songs and the laughter Ha! Ha!
Ha! everyone there is so happy to be there

The tradesman he sips on a few pints of beer and tries not to talk about
trade the poet won't write any verses tonight but he might sing a sweet
serenade so pull up your chair and forget about life it's a good thing to
do now and then and if you like it here then I've an idea - tomorrow lets all meet again

REPEAT CHORUS

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