A West End bar
May. 22nd, 2009 05:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rhythmaningA couple of weeks ago, I went to a pub in the West End I’d never been to before. There are lots of pubs in the West End, of course, and I haven’t been to most of them, so that shouldn’t be too surprising.
The gathering was organised by a teetotaller, though, so that she should find such a great dive – in the best sense of the word – is a little surprising. (OK, I think she had some prompting, but hey…) And this pub, a tiny place that the ten or so people who turned up managed to pack out (the regulars didn’t seem to mind – they just moved to the bar and took the piss in a very friendly manner each time we went to the bar), had a really great juke box. This juke box was full of vinyl 45s – sorry, that is so shocking I have to say it again - full of vinyl 45s dating back to the late 70s and 80s. It was brilliant: like being back in college again.
And I took a few photographs (with a new camera I bought a couple of days before)…
The gathering was organised by a teetotaller, though, so that she should find such a great dive – in the best sense of the word – is a little surprising. (OK, I think she had some prompting, but hey…) And this pub, a tiny place that the ten or so people who turned up managed to pack out (the regulars didn’t seem to mind – they just moved to the bar and took the piss in a very friendly manner each time we went to the bar), had a really great juke box. This juke box was full of vinyl 45s – sorry, that is so shocking I have to say it again - full of vinyl 45s dating back to the late 70s and 80s. It was brilliant: like being back in college again.
And I took a few photographs (with a new camera I bought a couple of days before)…
