Monthly Archives: April 2011
Address 69 Coburg Street, Euston, London, NW1 2HH
The Blurb: Tucked away in a shitty part of town sits The Bree Louise, a pub that serves a serious amount of real ale to anyone clued-up enough to know it’s there. That is pretty much all there is to say about this pub; The selection of beer is great – diverse, vast and well kept in the main (coming straight from the cask and flying out the door as it does there are some settling issues). The staff are quite good too: fairly knowledgeable. Everything else about the place is uninspiring. The food is poor, the ambience is negligible and it gets very, very busy. It doesn’t represent great value for money although if you are a member of CAMRA (I am not) you get 50p off a pint, which is vastly preferable to being repeatedly kicked in the balls.
The Scores: Accessibility: – 3, Beer – 5, Bar Snacks – 2, Ambience – 2.5, Value for Money – 3
Overall: 15.5/25 Pints
EPISODE THIRTEEN: AN UNEXPECTED RETURN
This was incredible. Sol Lively was back and this time he meant what he said, which was red junk. The locals were bad worried and Sol knew it. That’s when he mac-daddied.
EPISODE TWELVE: MONTROSE
Montrose the worker looked glum like a plum. He was famous for his noodles but they no longer tasted like fat fudge. Montrose knew his time had come so, with gusto, he danced funky and ate the night sky.
EPISODE ELEVEN: A DREAM TOILET?
Roon Boomer looked up the chimney and thought of the circus. Fat like a cheese, Roon dilly-dallied. And then it came, the toilet of his dreams.
EPISODE TEN: THE YARD
Sampson Padgey was there, most people were somewhere else. He heard strange noises like badgers in costume or Live Rileys. The locals looked worried and headed for the Yard.
EPISODE NINE: BLAKEY
Blakey faked right and everyone went with him. The locals were big and worried and, just like that, Blakey faked left. What a to-do. Then, as the sky grew like a flower, Blakey faked dead.
EPISODE EIGHT: SOL LIVELY
The sun was rising over Valley Park and was getting hot like this. The day looked game-on good but the locals were worried and covered in chocolate. Sol Lively was coming to town.