AKA Let me take you by my hand……..and walk you through the streets of London to a back street Beer Guide pub*. In this case, the Barley Mow in W1. But they do show how gorgeous it is in The Smoke at dusk, even if/because it’s quieter than you’re used to. Usual prize for identifying… Continue reading WEST ONE SHINE ON ME
I headed west, which isn’t a Jam song but sounds like something from that golden year of 1979 when Cambridge United finished level on points with Chelsea in Division II. Chelsea is, appropriately enough after Sunday’s display, a bus park in the west of Fulham, my next target after Holborn. But the GBG App told… Continue reading BUT IS THIS REALLY FULHAM ?
It was 23 minutes from the Barbican to Temple on public transport and 23 minutes on foot. Clearly most people would have taken the bus, or stood waiting for the Uber, or given up. Walking London is one the great free pleasures, along with queueing for fuel and reading MumsNet, and is particularly enjoyable in… Continue reading HOBSON’S CHOICE IN HOLBORN
Yes, a sneaky Jam reference to herald a second visit to the Smoke since life returned on the Heaventeenth, sneaked into a visit to my parents (yes, Chung Hwa was visited). You’ll remember that in August I prepared this lovely map of my central ticking needs, and James and I managed to walk from Camden… Continue reading “In The City there’s a thousand pubs but one I need to do”
We headed back along Oxford Street into Fitzrovia and back to King’s Cross, cheered by an afternoon of London discovery, ticking and culture. London’s main shopping street seems to consist entirely of “Candy” stores. But there’s beauty, everywhere. Amorino ices on Goodge Street was a joy, too. I reckon James deserved 3 scoops after letting… Continue reading ANOTHER INADVISABLE ESB AT THE PARCEL YARD
After checking whether we had enough left in the account for tea after that pint of Pride, we set off toward Hyde Park. A 22 year old is never really going to pick a Gordon Ramsay restaurant, and there’s a lack of Northern Quarter style curry caffs in West London, which is why I despair… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE VICTORIA, PADDINGTON
Part 3 of the Father & Son North London tickathon, as we began an hour long walk along the Grand Union towards Notting Hill. Let me be straight; London is a wonderful city, only behind Manchester, Nuremburg, Havana and Naples on my list. As we put Camden behind us we had the canal path to… Continue reading LONDON PRIDE ?
Nearly forgot to show you my “London Wants Map“. I had 18 to do to finish the capital, including some micro stragglers in That Bexley, but thought I’d settle on just three today so as not to annoy James too much. No, I’m kidding. We only did three as I wasn’t paying extra to use… Continue reading CAMDEN (F)LOCKS
Sunday the 15th August (yes, I’m that far behind) and still no sign of summer. But London is always hot due to the smog, so on a visit to my parents I made arrangements to visit London’s hottest ticket. Thrillingly, my first visit to the capital since that fateful day in November when the pubs… Continue reading CAMDEN CRAWLING
Only 5 weeks, folks, and you’ll be able to at least peer into pubs while being escorted to your sodden seat in a wine garden. DO NOT attempt to take pictures on the way to the inside loo or you’ll be prosecuted. A rather picturesque mystery pub from England’s second city today, and a chance… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB GOES TO THE SMOKE