The Euston Hexagon. This was a post Christmas, pre-New Year pub crawl which dragged a good fifteen people to some lesser known pubs in the Euston Area. That was the plan. As it happened the timing meant a couple of the pubs were shut. The original pl[…]

Another day another Sam Smith’s pub. The consistency of the Sam Smiths experience is one think which could be held against them, the other being the ridiculous notion that thei rrestricted range of drinks is in any way a bad thing. The Princess[…]

Hey Steve, nice to see you. Part of the other reason may well have been the temprementality of said jukebox as well, which was doing the admittedly bargain deal of five song for a quid which would skip the odd track or three programmed in out of capr[…]

Further to mr baran’s comments on jukers, i think the main reasons for pubs removing them were all demonstrated on friday night at Mabel’s Tavern, another in the diminishing band of pubs with jukers. These reasons mainly involve inebriat[…]

www.pubmaster.co.uk suggests a mastery of pubs which is not so much borne out by a cursory examination believing that The Dog on Archway Road and the Railway on Hornsey Road still exist. Its area, listing and map format is rather useful (big maps too[…]

Call me a pub elitist, but here comes the three weeks of hell. The three weeks when the pubs slowly fill with the punters who don’t usually go to pubs. Now I’m not sure what the knock on effect will be this year, previous years have seen […]

The death of the jukebox. Way back when in the mists of time (cliche alert) when th publog was almost stillborn, one of our founding tenets was a mnifesto that good pubs generally had jukeboxes. SInce that moment jukeboxes have slowly been becoming m[…]

Charles pulls pint in a new village pub: aka the Poet Laureate in Poundbury, Charles’ own postman-pat styled heritage village. Making the Poet Laureate possibly the most expensive theme pub in the world. Ananova declines to answer certain impor[…]

The publog goes west. I spent last weekend in Bristol and of course took in a couple of its pubs. Just a couple because the first one I was in I liked so much. The Brewery Tap is very near the centre of town as defined by the bus station and not obvi[…]

Sofas in pubs: there is something alluring about the pub sofa. “Come sit in me” it suggests “I’m better than your poxy stool”. The poxy stool sits there making eyes at the standing punters. But I’m not sure that so[…]