The Enterprise is something of a Camden institution. I came here quite a bit in my art college days, that’s the type it attracts. The Enterprise has a spacious downstairs with an upstairs offering an intimate gig venue for aspiring bands and musicians. I’ve seen many bands here that now either work for the council [...]

Situated on a quiet residential street, The Florist Arms isn’t the kind of place I would suggest you should go out of your way for but it’s definitely worth knowing about if you live or you’re staying in the area. It’s a friendly little place with red boudoir style wallpaper, velvet stools and big leather [...]

Oh the Palm Tree, what a beauty. It’s a fitting name as the Palm Tree is stuck on a desolate patch of nothing. It’s got the canal to oneside and then well, nothing to the other. This is an establishment that harks back to another time that’s for sure. Alfie the owner is as authentic [...]

The George and Dragon is no doubt the campest pub in London. It looks like a pub but really it’s a bar, totally kitsch and decorated with fairy lights and Barbie dolls. It’s where Isabella Blow used to kill time before she killed herself (R.I.P). Sadly it’s a bit of a target for pretty gay [...]

The Old Blue Last, a nice looking pub with deer heads and taxidermy (no shoreditch pub would be complete without) is, despite pretending to look like a no-frills eastend boozer, infact hipster HQ and owned by Vice magazine. To be honest I never actually come here, well not anymore anyway. It’s the kind of place [...]

Depending on whose reading this I’m probably not the best qualified person to write up pubs mainly because I know absolutely nothing about beer. I’m told the choice of beer at the Island Queen is second to none with a huge selection on tap, not that this is something I would notice. However you don’t [...]

Don’t be fooled by the name. I know, if there was a penny for every pub called the ‘Duke of York’ or the ‘Three Kings’ we’d all be rich but on this occasion the pub in question is named not through lack of imagination but rather after Elvis, Henry the VIII and King Kong, yes [...]

If it wasn’t for the type of people who come here, the suit-wearing, boring and loud, let’s-get-a-drink-after-work type, The Jerusalem would be perfect. You’ll come across a lot of people who work in Clerkenwell, which appears mainly to be comprised of media and architecture offices, that kind of thing and people dressed on the wrong [...]

Situated on the corner of Fournier Street (one of my favourite streets in London, due to its proper Victorian-ness) and next to Shoreditch Church, the Ten Bells is where Jack the Ripper would meet the prostitutes who would later become his victims. It’s this kind of trivia that prompts most guide books to advise you [...]

The best thing about a bad date is it gives me something to write about and a new person to slag off. On this occasion we had arranged to meet at the Groucho club in Soho at 9pm. However my moronic date for the evening text me just before to say let’s meet at the [...]