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"Red Guard"(NLYL)
I was moved to purchase a pint of Camden Hells lager on my Co-op credit card this evening at the newly refurbished Two Brewers in Clapham High Street.
Not that I normally buy beer on credit - but the £5.75 price tag knocked me back on my heels.
The bar person helpfully commented that I could have Kronenberg or Carling on a "happy hour" tariff, but as a real ale drinker this option was rather repellent.
I should just say I was in the Two Brewers following a group visit to the Oscar Wilde Temple on the opposite side of the road. The Two Brewers and Oscar Wilde kind of seemed a natural fit - until the choice of beers at the bar.
I used to go in the Two Brewers a lot in the 1980s, but the last time I was in there was probably 1997 when I saw the late Regina Fong, who somehow beat me to the Brewers from her appearance at a stage show at the Criterion at Piccadilly Circus immediately before.
I was impressed by the cleanliness of the new upstair gents, which have a nice Victorian fireplace just outside. There's a large mirror above the mantlepiece to help powder one's nose. How come the fireplace is still there, and wasn't sold off to an architectural salvage merchant? The cavernous space lined with aluminium urinal troughs made me wonder why they need enough space for 20 people to pee simultaneously?
The Camden Hells lager was OK by the way.
Not that I normally buy beer on credit - but the £5.75 price tag knocked me back on my heels.
The bar person helpfully commented that I could have Kronenberg or Carling on a "happy hour" tariff, but as a real ale drinker this option was rather repellent.
I should just say I was in the Two Brewers following a group visit to the Oscar Wilde Temple on the opposite side of the road. The Two Brewers and Oscar Wilde kind of seemed a natural fit - until the choice of beers at the bar.
I used to go in the Two Brewers a lot in the 1980s, but the last time I was in there was probably 1997 when I saw the late Regina Fong, who somehow beat me to the Brewers from her appearance at a stage show at the Criterion at Piccadilly Circus immediately before.
I was impressed by the cleanliness of the new upstair gents, which have a nice Victorian fireplace just outside. There's a large mirror above the mantlepiece to help powder one's nose. How come the fireplace is still there, and wasn't sold off to an architectural salvage merchant? The cavernous space lined with aluminium urinal troughs made me wonder why they need enough space for 20 people to pee simultaneously?
The Camden Hells lager was OK by the way.