The Embassy, Islington

So someone does the courtesy of calling you back on an enquiry, you refuse to find a quiet corner to take their call, and they're at fault for your rudeness? Franke Lambe got one fact right at least, sheesh.

Not been in a while, my girlfriend won't allow it as we first hooked up there and she was the last in a lucky streak I only ever seemed to enjoy inside this place. Must be the low lighting. Glad it's still going strong as it was one venue where even the bouncers took the time to treat you as an individual not a cash cow.

8 May 2008 15:08

The Royal George, Deptford

Not sure how "extremely well kept" a pub is when your beer mat sticks to the table and your shoes stick to the floor. Reminded me of the Manx boozers my dad used to drag me round, basically God's waiting room for sclerotic old widowers and their mangy mutts. Cheap booze, but it's Sam Smith's, so the stout's vinegar. One for the seasoned drinker (but not the dressed-up girlfriend I took here for a looksee).

31 Oct 2007 14:25

The Princess of Wales, Clapton

Went with the kids for lunch on a Saturday afternoon. If I ever return, it'll only be for the beers, the food was grim. Doesn't appear to make much of an effort given the location, a chance missed.

24 Sep 2007 13:55