The Lord Aberconway, Liverpool Street

A haunt for those city boys from ubs and no mistake. On my latest visit I was unable to avoid the conversation of a particular group of three individuals, led in no small part by a washed up old oil trader recounting stories from his early nineties hayday to a genial german and a man who was unable talk in any coherent fashion by the end of the evening.

A fine pubic house but try to avoid the tiresome ramblings of the locals.

12 Dec 2007 15:24