The Lager Lout Express

Karen and I had a nice day out in London yesterday, including some shopping, a visit to the excellent Borough Market, taking in a few sights along the way,

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Nice and quiet on a Saturday morning

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The Millenium Bridge from the South Bank, with St. Paul’s Cathedral at the other end.

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…and stopping for a nice lunch at The George Inn in Southwark. I was introduced to The George by an American colleague during last week’s trip to Boston. He had mentioned over dinner that he’d heard that London’s oldest inn had been frequented by William Shakespeare and Charles Dickens. This induced some hilarity among the others round the table, as they thought he meant they used to hang out in the pub together, which is pretty unlikely for obvious reasons. I began to think he was making stuff up for a laugh, but then after I got back he sent me this link .

So it turns out he was being straight after all. Well I guess the least I can do is to and have lunch there and send him a photo or two, so here you are James:

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Will & Chas’ local

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Not a wall-mounted plasma screen in sight

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“Cheers!”

In the afternoon we saw Baz Lurmann’s Australia in Leicester Square. A visual feast and excellently done, although after Bangers ‘n’ Mash and a couple of pints of IPA I’m afraid I did nod off at one point; just for a couple of minutes though.

All of which leads to the point of this entry: by the time we entered Leicester Square tube station to go home after the movie it was nearly 7pm, and there was a visible shift change in progress. As fast as normal couples like Karen and me, and families with small children were leaving Leicester Square for homebound trains, so the Square’s evening inhabitants were being disgorged from the Underground, yelping and swearing, the girls in ridiculously short skirts and no coats and the boys with their shirts hanging out and and their hair spiked up with enough grease to fry sausages. Perhaps they do that on purpose so they can more easily slip from the police headlock at the evening’s climax. It was almost as if 7pm was universally recognised as the watershed between the Square as a centre for family fun and as Sin City.

I know to which group I would rather belong, and Karen and I looked forward to the walk up the big hill at the other end, and the three flights of stairs (the flats’ lift is still being refurbished) to our front door with renewed affection.

If you’d like to see the rest of the photos, click here for the slideshow.

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3 Responses to The Lager Lout Express

  1. Kev says:

    Nice pics you got a new camera?

  2. Chris Neal says:

    I think you know the answer to that question 🙂

  3. James says:

    Thanks Chris! This is a fantastic photo tour. Thanks for visiting the George Inn to experience it for yourself! James

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