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To follow a previous analogy, if the Regent is an old friend and The Churchill Arms is an older brother then The Stag must be, by definition, my old friend’s sister. Therefore do I fancy the pants off her from afar, pretend to ignore her beauty whilst secretly liaising with her at every opportunity? Or [...]

We were talking recently about how we should compare the venues we visit, in particular how we stack up bars against pubs on the same scale. We felt that bars were more often going to come out on top because of the ludicrous attention to detail they put in but pubs aren’t really about that. [...]

If anyone sees these incoherent ramblings – please to ignore. I’m just testing some functionality that is clearly way over my head. God loves a trier. Bobby

It’s with a certain amount of fear and trepidation that I approach this guest review of The Cow. I’ve long been known for giving my two cents on anything really, but pubs in particular, but it is a different matter altogether to put such rantings and ravings on paper for the public consumption.

Many years ago I had a good friend who was very fond of the phrase, ‘if you don’t eat you die’. He was a jovial fat bloke who really loved his food and, rather ironically, he’s dead now. His untimely demise, if perhaps highlighting a flaw in his strategy, in no way lessens the undisputable [...]

By Way of Kensal Green to give its full G K Chesterton moniker, but had we in fact stumbled into John Milton’s equally seminal prose? I have known, drunk and supped at this Kensal institution for a long time and through various incarnations. Not as far back as the coaching house days (mores the pity) [...]

There are many times when we go out for a drink that every bar is full. Every table taken, every stool sat on and everyone is loud and happy (except the inevitable couple outside ‘having a barney’, but that’s a given). This environment is what we think of as ‘the pub’; bustle, laughter, loud voices [...]

I know Notting Hill fairly well. Well enough to have a favourite seat at the Electric Cinema (D7; first row with foot rests, in the middle), well enough to have a favourite place to watch sport (the little room in the Walmer Castle; sofa, private bar hatch, your own 40” telly and a cracking Thai [...]

If The Regent is an old friend then surely The Churchill Arms is at the very least an older brother. This traditional old boozer sat atop Kensington Church Street should be like any other London pub but for two crucial ingredients- the passion and energy of one Gerry O’Brien and the fantastic Thai food served [...]

We seem to be in East London a lot lately. And no bad thing. In the interests of transparency, we were staggering before we even got to Hawksmoor and we were actually meant to be drinking at the Commercial Tavern across the road (we were too late, blame Secret Cinema), but that is not at [...]