A mate suggested meeting there (he's not been for years, me never). I read the reviews on beerintheevening.com This must be the worst pub in London, by the sound of things. If you've got a spare 15 minutes, check out some of the reviews. "It would take an absolute genius to make this pub worse" is one comment.
I think it's the one attached to the station on the junction of Buckingham Palace Road
It's a dive, a lot nicer pubs to have a drink around there
Stage Door was the one I used the most when worked there in the 90's, not sure what its like now though
I think it's the one attached to the station on the junction of Buckingham Palace RoadIt's a dive, a lot nicer pubs to have a drink around thereStage Door was the one I used the most when worked there in the 90's, not sure what its like now though
I have no intention of going there, just thought I'd share the reviews with anyone interested. Meeting up on a Sunday in January to watch Soccerball so need TV...
I have no intention of going there, just thought I'd share the reviews with anyone interested. Meeting up on a Sunday in January to watch Soccerball so need TV...
Always was a horrendous pub. Relies on tourists who don't know any better and people who strangely arrange to meet there. Can't imagine it's got any regulars as such.
Always was a horrendous pub. Relies on tourists who don't know any better and people who strangely arrange to meet there. Can't imagine it's got any regulars as such.
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Joe...What are these, So witherd and so wild in their attire,That look not like th inhabitants o th earth, And yet are ont? Live you? or are you aught That man may question? . . . By each one her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. You should
Oh that thee hast thine fortune sought in ye wrong direction forsook oh Leopard ine thine words are like honey dripping from yonder mouths of maidens so fair .
Oh that thee hast thine fortune sought in ye wrong direction forsook oh Leopard ine thine words are like honey dripping from yonder mouths of maidens so fair .