WEST NORWOOD (MAKES ME WANNA HOLLER)

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More Marvin Gaye, more nearly gentrified London, if West Norwood can be called that.

I took the train from Hampton Wick to Tulse Hill via Wimbledon and strolled down the A215, which is a bit like strolling out from Birmingham’s Jewellery Quarter into Smethwick.

I couldn’t get my bearings at all. Where is this place ?, who do people support (Palace ?), is there a mobility scooter shop ? etc. etc.

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A run of fried chicken shops was interrupted by the impressive cemetery and St Luke’s, the point at which gentrification officially starts.

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Long waiting list to join the cemetery, apparently
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Future micro

Suddenly remembering to eat, I popped in Patty King for some saltfish and ackee and the views.

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Ackee & saltfish & rice -yum

So what brings me to West Norwood ?  Sadly, not Doom Bar at the formerly Courage Horns Tavern.

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Needs a mobility scooter outside, really

No, it’s another gastropub.

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Gorgeous

Well, it would normally be an Antic, but the Great North Wood is just an Enterprise Inn that fulfils the function of an Antic for a deprived community (fear not, there are many more Antics to come).

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What’s in the bag ?

Plenty of drinkers at 3pm on a Thursday; some of them on laptops, some in Hi-Vis, few on the ales.

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Sensible range

I lie, one chap did join me on the By the Horns, after considering it with the sort of suspicion usually reserved for a 11.2% Black Sour.  It was very NBSS 3.25, which is fine. Shame about the dimpled mug. Anyone telling me beer tastes best in a dimpled mug will be blocked.

So we had Marvin Gaye’s 1971 classic, we had a complete showing of the Portsmouth v Cardiff 2008 FA Cup Final* ((why ?), and we had the soundtrack of a baby hollering its lungs out and being ignored by its Prosecco-sipping mum.  Dads shared conspiratorial looks. I nearly picked it up myself but apparently that sort of intervention is frowned upon in London.

So I set off across the terraces to Streatham.

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Down the hill

When I reached the brown Sunbeam, I knew I’d arrived.

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*Yes, that really happened.

21 thoughts on “WEST NORWOOD (MAKES ME WANNA HOLLER)

  1. “Long waiting list to join the cemetery, apparently”

    See my reply two posts prior. 🙂

    “Future micro”

    Yes, but only at the very top.

    “(fear not, there are many more Antics to come).”

    I thought you meant hijinks but there is a pub chain called that. 😉

    “What’s in the bag ?”

    The overflow of his ego?

    “So we had Marvin Gaye’s 1971 classic,”

    Which pretty much sums up what was happening all around you. 😉

    “When I reached the brown Sunbeam, I knew I’d arrived.”

    You could change Sunbeam to Lada and you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. 🙂

    Cheers

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  2. Wonderful photo of a proper beer glass…

    I wouldn’t say that a beer in dimpled beer glass tastes best (for fear of being blocked)…

    …however can I just say that it does significantly enhance the beer in every way…
    …a bit like looking through that old confectioners shop window on the Werther’s Original advert…
    🙂

    Isn’t that Sunbeam just a posh Hillman Imp…?

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    1. Morris dancers often used to say that you can’t beat a leather tankard. I’ve never taken their recommendations on anything to date, mind.

      Give me a plain, straight glass any day. (Even Nigel Farage uses one, when he poses for those “man-of-the-people” shots.)

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