Friday, 17 February 2012

Davy's Bung Hole

I don't want to make a habit of short blogs, but this is too good not to post (as far as I'm concerned anyway).  Today I popped to Oxford Circus on the tube, stopped by a shop my friends recommended named "Liberty", which I had never heard of before, but thought I would give a try regardless.  This resulted in me coming very, very close to buying a £200 coat.  When I say close, I was at the till, when at the last second a little voice in the back of my mind said, ring mum.  Not for advice on what to do, but to ask her to help me pay for it.  She said no, and convinced me that this coat - as much as I liked it - was overpriced and definitely not within my minuscule budget.  Who knows, maybe China has a good fake version going.


After leaving the shop, I got back on the tube and began to make my way back to the visa application centre, to (hopefully!) collect my visa.  I was walking along Holborn Street.  This is a street that I personally had never heard of before, but it was a stereotypical London Street: big shops, banks, McDonalds, the lot.  I then stumbled across an undeniably interesting pub.  It's like that part in the first of the Harry Potter series, where Harry visits the Leaky Cauldron.  The Leaky Cauldron is a pub well known by witches and wizards alike, and yet hidden from the "Muggle" world.  I specifically remember J.K. Rowling's description; she describes it as a pub you wouldn't notice unless you knew of it.  Well this is a pub that fits that description, except for one feature in particular: its name.



I am currently having a fine Kentish Ale, and a beef and horseradish sandwich, in Davy's Bung Hole, or just "Bung Hole" as the sign above the front entrance reads.  What's more, sitting at the back of the pub, I was surprised to find two people discussing politics, and in particular, the likes of Boris Johnson.  The way they spoke suggested they were very close to him, and to British politics more generally.  I like to think myself generally clued up on politics, but there was a lot of name dropping that I struggled to keep up with.  The Kentish Ale is the only beer served on tap, and this sandwich is actually pretty good.  Needless to say, visiting this pub has definitely been a pleasant surprise...

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