The Windmill SW4 9DE (Tube: Clapham Common)
‘Windmilling’ is the alarming practice by which a young chap exposes his John Thomas to all and sundry and swirls said appendage around by means of a gyrating hip motion. […]
‘Windmilling’ is the alarming practice by which a young chap exposes his John Thomas to all and sundry and swirls said appendage around by means of a gyrating hip motion. […]
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. […]
Some pubs do other pubs a favour. Sports dedicated bars ensure that footbalists are a minimal presence in normal places on match days. Gastro pubs provide a meeting point for […]
There is no pretence with this pub. It is the pub it is. It isn’t perfect and it really doesn’t care. It revels in its honesty. It’s shrugged-shoulder-edness to the […]
Some pubs aren’t good for any particular reason. They just are. There is an indefinable magic to some boozers which has probably always been there and always will be. Maybe […]
This pub starts very well. Looks cracking from the outside – sort of squeezed in like Grimauld Place in Harry Potter. From the outside it all looks quite 1950s with […]
Football, so I’m told, is a game of two halves. The Snooty Fox, in my eyes, is a pub of two halves. Directly opposite Canonbury Overground station this pub is […]
The quality of stubbornness is not always given an easy ride. It’s associated with miserable old curmudgeons, foolhardy military leaders who’ve managed to get loads of people killed to prove […]
‘Two Dirty Tackles please’ As I inflicted the nonplussed bar staff to a snorting chortle at this utterly hilarious double entendre and received in turn a weary and knowingly glare […]
I find it really hard to review the actual pubs. Part of me assumes everyone knows what a pub is like, that’s why you’re there. “Oh, you sell soft and […]