It’s the second time we’ve raided this pub and still no review. Read between the lines. Well, try and read between the lines because there aren’t going to be many.
On this return visit the only scrawls I have from which to fill a side of A4 are;
“Large bar area…
Lager bar area
Large bar area”
How do I make this font bigger?
Both times we’ve been this pub has been humming with people which suggests we’re in the minority here, but there’s nothing interesting about this place. It’s got that Alfons Mucha-inspired faux art noveau style interior that seems to be so common-place at the moment. It’s got decent beers, but it calls them a “progressive draught beer range” like they got Nick Clegg in to write their menu. They offer a “cheeky selection of board games” and I don’t know what this means.
I don’t care for this pub. I don’t care about writing a review.
There’s an off-license and a tube station next door. Save yourself four quid, buy a “reformist can of lager”, hop on the Northern Line and go anywhere else.