The Furzedown Pub, Streatham

I've been drinking at this establishment, in it's various incarnations, for over three years now so I feel it's only right that I offer a fair critique.
The service has improved considerably of late. This, however, is not much to shout about as the service used to be abysmal. Staff will gladly turn the Telly over to suit their own preference, usually MTV Base, despite linters happy to continue watching what they were. Toilet facilities: tricky if you require a dump as the locks on the cubicle doors don't work. A skillfully placed foot will soon sort this, though. Better bring your own bob hope though as there is never an supplied. now, I'm not a keen fisherman. This is a shame. If I were I'd probably own a pair of waders. These are essential wear as the khazi floor is always under water. Atmosphere; always a mixed bag of nut jobs and hobos or son flint Africans huddled around half a lager to watch Arsenal should they be playing on SKY. However, I have never seen any trouble in my three years of drinking here but that may very well be because the locals have lost the will to live whilst drinking here.
Despite all this, I will continue to drink here as it gives me something to moan about and as an Englishman, that is my right. That and the fact there's fuck all else within walking distance close by. Enjoy!

31 Dec 2011 18:03