The Victory Burns Down

[POBT]

A little late on this but the famous/infamous Victory Hotel was semi-destroyed by fire on the weekend. No more Jug n Hooters Sunday afternoons.

Any sordid stories that people would like to share re: the Vic?

 

[Lady Lawrence]

shoot me down in flames as well but good riddance to it. The place was feral and full of ferals. It was OK straight after work on a Friday etc but much after 8pm it was get out quick!!

Sorry just how I feel.

BUT

wraps to the bar staff etc etc, no serious injuries and everyone out safe bar a few smok inhallations. Fantastic effort. I have seen how packed that place can be so it is testament to the staff that this is not a human tragedy as well as a landmark etc etc.

Personal feelings aside I hope they do rebuild it rather than a developer stick another high rise there. It is a landmark in Brisbane as much as the Breaky Creek etc.

 

[POBT]

The best thing about the Victory was that it was (to the best of my knowledge) the only pub in the city centre that had a beer garden. When you ducked out for a beer at lunchtime (only rarely!), it was far nicer to sit outside than to simply look at 4 different walls.

 

[Cousin Jed]

Walked past there this morning. Doesn't look to bad all things considered.

Chairs were a complete mess though.

 

[Lady Lawrence]

I think the majority of the problem is unable to be seen with regards to the structural damage. With the cellar/basement being wiped out the foundations are pretty shot.

 

[awesome_assassin]

My drinking days are long gone, but sad to see an iconic Brissie Pub bite the dust. Thankfully everybody evacuated quickly.

My most vivid memories are turning up on a Thursday or Friday( if i wasn't working) as a young lad at 10am for an all day-all night drinking session.
Myself and a mate used to start there at 10am, a few schooners, a few bets at the pub tab. Then move on to Mary st, Transformers, City Rower etc at 6-7 pm. My liver was in quite a bad state by the 2am the next morning.

Im too old for that shyte now, thankfully

 

[POBT]

I actually had my drink spiked at the Victory years ago. I had parked my car on a City street and had 2 XXXX Gold beers as I was intending to drive home. The next thing I remember was a mate picking me up out of a nearby garden a few hours later. The last thing I can recall is this weirdo couple trying to talk to me at the pub - think Magda Szubanski and Peter Moon's swinger characters from Fast Forward. To this day, I think I was lucky not to be chained up in some suburban dungeon.

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