I was given a recommendation to visit this free house near Euston Station by a reader. Cheers Andy. Many years ago when I spent some time working in the not far away Euston Tower, a few us used to pop in there on the way back to civilisation, when I am sure it was called something else. Mind you, normally we went round the corner to the Exmouth Arms - I think it was called that anyway. Is it still there?
So I had a look today. Firstly I was nearly knocked over by the smell of cooking fat and vinegar and secondly, what a gloomy dump. I couldn't get near the small bar for a number of suits blocking the way and the stillage showed a distinct Marston's bias which didn't appeal. I wasn't chancing it. I fled.
Stonch condemned it roundly here. He was pretty tough on it. Rightly so - it is truly awful.
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