Something dark and warming but not too dark, would be my vote. A heavier shade of amber, perhaps.<br><br>I like the Noble always have. It's a great little pub for actually managing to talk to the people you're meeting.<br>
Andy I used to comute to Swindon every day from SG and have fond memories of trying to make it home after a few to many 3Bs after work in the Beehive, seems fairly rare to find it in London
[tedious Swindon facts] I imagine Arkells sells all it makes, because it has such a large local estate. It's a proper old-school local brewery, still run by the Arkells family [/tedious Swindon facts]<div><br></div><div>I used to drink in the Beehive, too, many many years ago because it was behind my college. The old landlord Noel got a lot of publicity for being the first pub to have an official Philosopher-in-Residence. </div>
Keep meaning to go back in here - hope those new ales are now on. It must be the only pub for many miles around that isn't dominated by football all weekend.<div><br></div><div>I spent a Sunday afternoon in the Stapleton the other week and it was ridiculous. The ales just kept going off, one by one, until there was literally one to choose from (the minging lemongrass one) out of the five or six pumps. It was like a Fawlty Towers sketch - you'd ask for one and then it would instantly run out. </div><div><br></div><div>Then my missus arrived and asked for half a Guinness - and that was off too. The barstaff just shrugged and smirked. No sign of anyone in charge. We left at that point. </div>
Agree Stapleton has gone down (was good in Larrik days) and the footy at Dairy is SO dominating if you want to gaze into the eyes of a girl or look murderously at a cat.
<div><font size="2">I still remember when the Stapleton was a biker pub with posters of strip nights on the windows, never been in. </font></div><div><font size="2"><br></font></div><font size="2">On the Nobles FB page they started a new menu at beginning of year. <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Smoked Haddock w/Bubble and Squeak , If its yummy home made bubble and squeak with plenty of squeak, that will be worth trying!</span></font>
Toddlesocks, have you gone into a timewarp. In the 90s it was rough. I heard one story of the manager doing a a raid on a friends flat because he thought he'd done him wrong. Mistaken identity. I never went in then as you just knew the pubs that were dangerous. Now some ponces on here are afraid to go into the Twelve Pins.
They used to have problems keeping the prostitutes from using the toilets to clean themselves after their punters and then venturing back to Queens Drive. Luckily those days seem to have gone and despite what lovies like Rupert Everett proclaim, however well-meaning, I don't think prostitution is a good thing.<div><br></div><div>Don't go in much now. Back ten years ago loved it. Never had hassle, lovely friendly crowd.</div>
@ kreuzkav - I am trying to come out of a timewarp, <div><br></div><div> Admittedly have never been much of a drinker , the only thing that used to get me into pubs was to see a band, have hardly set foot inside any since. Trying to change that now working from home and need an airing now and then!.</div><div><br></div><div>Shame so many are sports bars, even bad live music has got to be better than that! I don't mind dodging the odd flying bottle and chair if there is some entertainment!</div>
Few prossies round anymore, even at the park Theatre bar which they say was lively in the summer. That is one if the advances if the Internet. There used to be a faded rent boy (by boy I mean 37) in the Sugar Lounge. Thankfully it's a bit more civilised round here, even Lorne Rd.
Change.
@ Toddlesocks. The days of flying bottles have gone in stroud Green. I think. It's all a bit sedate.<div><br></div><div>@ chang. Calling women prossies ain't right but the nerd you are gets off on that. Maybe one day you will have sex with a real woman.</div>
We might have got hit over the head with the same chair in the Robey once . I remember landing on someone who looked like they had a cat hanging from their waist.
Kreuzkav, 'women are to be fished'? What does that mean, is it hipsterspeak?
I'm pretty sure Toddlesocks is real as we follow each other on twitter, she is an artist and makes interesting stuff!
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