Back in late 1978, with punk at it’s height, the chart was dominated by disco classics like this one;
As a naive 13 year old, I had no idea that this track was about the joys of pub ticking in W12.
1980 saw post-punk, with bands like The Icicle Works and The Electric Banana Band consigning disco the dustbin of history.
I was a BIG Icicle Works fan (we were called “Little Icicles”), and last visited W12 for an emotional run-through the hits in 2006.
This is one of the greatest set lists in history, and I saw Cliff Richard at Cambridge Corn Exchange in 1974 so I should know.
Actually, I HAT reunions; I loved the Fall because they never played the hits, and got bored with Maria McKee until she stopped wheeling them out.
Back in 2006 I ticked the Defector’s Weld and I’m SURE I did the Spoons in the West 12 Shopping Centre before the gig, but I can’t prove it. And that hurts.
So, with the charmingly named Central Bar finally making the Guide (everyone gets a turn eventually in West London), I headed back. Only 10 minutes on the tram, and just across the road, except I went across the wrong road as the GBG app went barmy and tried to send me to Westfield (no match for the East London one).
West 12 is no Westfield.
And the Spoons looks a bit Milton Keynes snow dome, though that one made the Guide too.
More of those bare ladies, how very Old Peculier.
The nice bar person had time to say hello and exchange pleasantries about the weather and her Grenadian home. I must stop talking to bar people, though it’s such a novelty in London.
Yes, a lot less frantic than you’d expect in a London Spoons at 18:30, but someone must have had the Twickenham beer that week as it edged to a 3.
I like Spoons; you rarely get such a mix of folk, and this was definitely a drinkers pub, despite being the nearest to Vue cinema.
What lovely views over to the Common, I thought.
Sadly, my view was of an approaching storm. Could I convert my 4 to a 6 before I had to brave the showers ?