I don't remember the name of the pub when I went to Wolves, I do remember going up a few steps between some big white columns outside, think it was a big pub. Had no grief in there, but I was in a biggish group at the time with some Northerners.
Think I know the place you mean but can't remember the name of it, it was a regular bar in the day but became a bit of a nightclub kind of place at night. Cinderella's ??
If it's the place, it's the most pissed I've ever been, came out and 2 of my mates were arguing with the bouncers, I lent up a taxi waiting for them, taxi drove off, I didn't realise and ended up on my arse, days before mobile phones, missus said call when you're done and ill pick you up, lived about 30 minutes away at the time, so pissed couldn't remember our phone number, ended up going back to a mates who lived close by and his Mrs drove me home at about 4am, lost Christmas Eve