MOST of the time this column tries to reflect the values of a proper, old-fashioned boozer. Real ale, good food, a convivial atmosphere and top conversation what more could you want? Well in some cases, a lot more. Today, it seems the pub-going experience is about more than just pints, pies and pipe-smoking. Loud music, two-for-one offers and alcopops are all the rage. So for this week only, PubSpy is going yoof, in search of what exactly it is the kids are doing these days. The Royal Victoria and Bull Hotel sounds like a rather grand and stately place. It's name promises a classy joint, the type of place you could take your nan for a sherry. Pretty soon, I was glad I'd left my granny at home. Don't be fooled by the name, this is not a drinking den for the seasoned pub-goer. The ale selection is limited, to say the least, with Fosters, Kronenbourg and John Smiths about as good as it gets. The decor will have the traditionalists choking on their pork scratchings. All bright lights, comfy sofas and wood flooring. What's wrong with a tasteless carpet and back-stiffening stools? As for the atmosphere you would find better in a monastery. On the Wednesday night I visited, I found a big pub with very few punters inside. Not exactly a good mix. To balance things, the food is pretty good and the offer of two main meals for £7.50 is a winner. I went for the scampi and chips, which was pretty tasty. My friend also gave the thumbs up to his BBQ chicken melt. There are two pool tables, and various quiz/fruit/arcade machines to keep drinkers amused. And to be fair, for a pub of its type, this place probably does the job. It has a late weekend licence, the obligatory drinks offers and a long list of shots and cocktails. If you like this sort of thing, it's probably not a bad place to come. But if you're an ale addict and like Russ Abbott, love an atmosphere it's definitely one to avoid.