My brother swears by the flaming lamborghinis (no, its not a burning car. Its a cocktail. Poulton is a village well away from Blackpool) in this fine Poulton establishment. I think I ended up swordfighting a friend with the metre-long straw the last time I drank this mix at Lawdy Miss Clawdys on Hardhorn Road. Although it comes in a Bond-style martini glass you have to - as they say in Blackpool - down it. Once the spirits are set alight there is no going back, otherwise the straw burns clean through - and you know what? No swordfights. Youll have plenty of fun in here. Cheesy music, cocktails and dancing, in a club thats been popular for yonks. read more