A coupe of weeks ago my feet were bitterly complaining that I’d taken them for granted after a couple of days walking around testing out two new audio tours and without my permission had guided me into a local hostelry and bid my brain to order a pint. As I sat there trying to ignore… Continue reading A road, Musa acuminata and Gertrude Astbury
Tag: Pubs
Isn’t that a rather strange combination?
Six Word Saturday
Randy Voo
A few weeks ago I posted a piece called Original Skin during which I bemoaned the area around the Houses of Parliament, mainly due to the tourists that congregate around there. Having just returned from a visit to Norway, I found myself doing all the things that so infuriated me in Westminster. “Oh, there’s a… Continue reading Randy Voo
Drunk and incapable
I’d always wondered what the “incapable” meant in the phrase. Incapable of what exactly? Creating children’s novelty balloons, reciting pi to twenty decimal places or perhaps listing FA Cup winners since 1924? Turns out the guidance to a police officer is as follows, a drunk and incapable person is someone who has consumed alcohol to… Continue reading Drunk and incapable
Christmas is coming, the goose is getting…..stolen!
I came across a seasonal tale recently, one that Charles Dickens if he’d been alive at the time might have woven into one of his stories about the metropolis. It’s a tale with a lesson, one that warns against greed during the festive season. It also goes to show that as today Christmas to some… Continue reading Christmas is coming, the goose is getting…..stolen!
I like my bacon well done!
” I don’t know of too many Wetherspoons which have toilets on the ground floor“, said my eighty-nine year old Dad. Possibly not the greatest opening line ever in a Blog, but I bet you’re intrigued? I’m not absolutely certain how the conversation came about, but I think we must have been discussing the relative… Continue reading I like my bacon well done!
That’s the way to do it!
Six Word Saturday It is said that the name comes from the satirical magazine Punch, who’s offices were in a small court on the other side of the road. The pub was certainly a favourite watering hole for it’s journalists and the concept of the magazine launch in 1841 may have been discussed within. However… Continue reading That’s the way to do it!
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One Word Sunday
Counterfeit
One Word Sunday The Jerusalem Tavern in Clerkenwell looks very old and you’re helped along by the Anno 1720 on the sign. The inside is very spartan, but the beers are usually very good. I have to admit that I was at first fooled by the overall look of the place, but research showed that… Continue reading Counterfeit
The God of requited love and the policeman
Following on from last weeks post The Angel of Christian Charity I left you with a teaser. In different circumstances the area of Piccadilly Circus and the famous statue that’s located there could have looked very different today. I also posed a question. Could you name a member, serving or otherwise of the Metropolitan Police’… Continue reading The God of requited love and the policeman
A LONDON MISCELLANY 