Taving a laugh

Pub 283. Bar Tavistock, 23rd October 2014.

Hotel bars are funny one, but I reckon if they are sold as being separate from the main hotel they have to count. Which means there's another one possibly too, which looks awful.


So I went in for a decent pint of decent ale (Spitfire I think) for a decent-ish price. And that's about it.
It's a bit art-decoey. One for completists only, or Russell Square pub crawlers.

Show must Belgo on

Pub 282. Belgo, 22nd October 2014.


Just when I'd thought I'd done them all, the Belgium elephant in the room snorted loudly. Belgo must be treated as a pub, at least the bar area at the front. And aptly an elephant adorned one of the walls, a Belgian nod perhaps to Camden Town's brewing past?


I had an engagement in the Roundhouse over the road, so it did make sense, and the Belgians are known for their beer I suppose. Cold and fizzy and funny tasting though it may be. So I had half a pils.

Very cosy in here. Tiny bar - perhaps the smallest bar in the borough.


A chap drinking Kwak got served with mini-yards in wooden frames. Crazy.