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Oh that thou shouldst in truth seek ye the premises of such a licentious crew oh ye of falling virtue.
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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 |
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but nay forsooth in truth doth I see that thee warneth people of ye aforesaid den of iniquity .
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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...
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Go sorteth thy teeth out.
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Go to the pub in the basement of the Victoria. It's much better. I cant remmeber what it's called, Whisky something or other.
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forsooks ye indeed are a blaggard , dost I now see this with mine own eyes .
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In the Jar ?
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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 be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so |
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blimey. they are proper negative reviews. will have to have a look in when i next pop down that way.
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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 . |
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i must now awayyyyyyy to discharge my duties elesewhere upon this land ...i bid thee a fond farewell .
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l8trs...
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I've been there. Once. Never again. It really is sh*t.
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