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Pub Pondering: The Kings Arms, Waterloo

Whenever I stroll through the terrace lined streets of Waterloo by the railway, I seem to block out the screeching of the tracks and instead feast upon the rows and rows of little station cottages. I find them industrially romantic, each boasting a different colour door to inspire some beauty in the Georgian two-up-two down pattern.   Nestled here amongst the smoke scarred bricks and mortar lies The Kings Arms. You’ll know it because come 5.30 on a weekday, folk are spilling out  ...

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Culture, Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Events, Lifestyle, London, Pubs, Restaurants and bars, South, Theatre, West-End

One way to spend a weekend in London

There are worst ways to spend a weekend than this. STEP ONE: SATURDAY LUNCHTIME. Head to your nearest excellent North London boozer for pints of guest ale and pork scratchings made on site. They are THE WORST THINGS YOU CAN PUT INTO YOUR BODY (bar blue WKD perhaps) but they taste oh so fucking good. MMMMM COME TO ME SALTY PORK FAT. STEP TWO: SATURDAY NIGHT Grab your mates, jump on the tube and head to the Southbank for cocktails and LOLZ (fyi, the Concrete Bar by the Hayward Gallery at the  ...

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Restaurant Reckoning: The Mug House

When I was a wee bairn I practically wore out my VHS copy of Oliver!  There was pretty much nothing I didn’t love about that film, batey Mr Bumble bellowing “ONE BOYYYYYYYYYYYY BOYYYYY FOR SAAAAAAAALE”, the Artful Dodger’s opening gambit, “Ain’tcha never seen a toff?” (which I can verify from experience, does not work well as a chat-up line) and the way Bill Sykes hollers “BULLSEYE. CAM ‘ERE” (is it a bit weird that I fancy Oliver  ...

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Restaurant Reckoning: Gordon’s Wine Bar

I talk a lot about my struggle to become a real life grown-up type person. Lots of things about being a FULLY FUNCTIONING ADULT still pass me by. Six months has gone since I wrote this and I have only just discovered the right place to put fabric conditioner in the washing machine (and sweet holy mother of christing god does it make a difference. My towels feel like the way nightingale song sounds). However, one of the ways in which I know that my slow slog to fully comprehend maturity is  ...

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