General - Some Time in South West London
Friday was rather busy. After doing some phone work with a customer to resolve some wifi issues I went in to London and did a demo at Mencap near Barbican tube. Then it was back across to south west London and a government building in Westminster for some training a friend who works on the transport direct webpage. We then took advantage of a group of some pubs in the vicinity hoping to find some mps snorting coke or maybe even having affairs or offering questions for cash.
The first port of call was the Lord Burliegh a run down small boozer on Vauxhall Bridge road, in fact I think all these pubs were on the same stretch of road, but we would eventually end up in Pimlico so went on a good old walk. A pint each of lovely Adnams Broadside set us both up and that was probably the best of the night to be honest.
A sandy voiced old London drunk told us how the choristers from the local Westminster Cathedral would come in years ago and give impromptu concerts to the locals for nothing after practise and a little oil from behind the bar. This place was tiny and an example of an old London house turned pub, very small. I had an argument with a woman wanting to feed Jaid so rather than staying for another we left.
The next stop was The Jugged Hare, a fullers pub within a converted bank. I was under whelmed by the crowding and the piss poor HSB so probably won't return, yep, Fullers have spoiled this once fine ale from the defunked Gales brewery they shut down last year. The pub is an old Ale and Pie house so has lots of small rooms and is splendid to look at.
The Lord High Admiral was equally as bad because of the impolite bar staff and evil pint of London Pride we drank as it was the only bitter on. Some beer drinking pub crawlers helped us to the next hostelry.
The Pride of Pimlico was markedly better and the Broadside was ok. That is once we had ordered it. The two Italian girls behind the bar couldn't speak English but apparently made good viewing. We were saved by the Irish man who was running the place and by this time we were nearing Pimlico tube, so just one more stop at…
The White Swan which had a good selection of beers on. We both went for the Theakstons Old Peculier and were warmed by this rich and cakey old ale.
After saying goodbye to Angus I got on the wrong tube thus I ended up back at Victoria station having to wait 40 minutes for a train. I could have maybe gone back from Victoria to Vauxhall my first plan, but the time difference once I'd finished ponsing around on the Victoria line wouldn't have made much difference anyhow. Consequently the dog and I arrived in Epsom rather late. On my way home I met Hanna and co from the riser so went to feed the dog then took a leisurely walk to the Marquis of Granby to enjoy a pint or two of rather good young’s. The only thing that put the blinkers on my enjoyment was a lad breathing sick at me all evening. This pub has had a complete gutting and cleanup and is worth an hour or two of anyone’s time with a good range of ales and continental beers. When they shut up I went to the Boogie Lounge and had a swift pint of nasty fizzy something, probably fosters or similar, not good as I wasn’t as drunk as the rest of the custom so quickly headed back home to check e-mails and watch Dads Army.
The first port of call was the Lord Burliegh a run down small boozer on Vauxhall Bridge road, in fact I think all these pubs were on the same stretch of road, but we would eventually end up in Pimlico so went on a good old walk. A pint each of lovely Adnams Broadside set us both up and that was probably the best of the night to be honest.
A sandy voiced old London drunk told us how the choristers from the local Westminster Cathedral would come in years ago and give impromptu concerts to the locals for nothing after practise and a little oil from behind the bar. This place was tiny and an example of an old London house turned pub, very small. I had an argument with a woman wanting to feed Jaid so rather than staying for another we left.
The next stop was The Jugged Hare, a fullers pub within a converted bank. I was under whelmed by the crowding and the piss poor HSB so probably won't return, yep, Fullers have spoiled this once fine ale from the defunked Gales brewery they shut down last year. The pub is an old Ale and Pie house so has lots of small rooms and is splendid to look at.
The Lord High Admiral was equally as bad because of the impolite bar staff and evil pint of London Pride we drank as it was the only bitter on. Some beer drinking pub crawlers helped us to the next hostelry.
The Pride of Pimlico was markedly better and the Broadside was ok. That is once we had ordered it. The two Italian girls behind the bar couldn't speak English but apparently made good viewing. We were saved by the Irish man who was running the place and by this time we were nearing Pimlico tube, so just one more stop at…
The White Swan which had a good selection of beers on. We both went for the Theakstons Old Peculier and were warmed by this rich and cakey old ale.
After saying goodbye to Angus I got on the wrong tube thus I ended up back at Victoria station having to wait 40 minutes for a train. I could have maybe gone back from Victoria to Vauxhall my first plan, but the time difference once I'd finished ponsing around on the Victoria line wouldn't have made much difference anyhow. Consequently the dog and I arrived in Epsom rather late. On my way home I met Hanna and co from the riser so went to feed the dog then took a leisurely walk to the Marquis of Granby to enjoy a pint or two of rather good young’s. The only thing that put the blinkers on my enjoyment was a lad breathing sick at me all evening. This pub has had a complete gutting and cleanup and is worth an hour or two of anyone’s time with a good range of ales and continental beers. When they shut up I went to the Boogie Lounge and had a swift pint of nasty fizzy something, probably fosters or similar, not good as I wasn’t as drunk as the rest of the custom so quickly headed back home to check e-mails and watch Dads Army.
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