The Royal George

I can't remember much about the final pub of my and Shelley's early 2014 London visit apart from the fact that firstly it was a real blokey pub, secondly it was showing Arsenal v Crystal Palace (always handy to know of a pub with Sky near Euston) and finally that the barmaid was worse than useless, surely the question 'What beer have you got on draught'? shouldn't have stumped her !! She came back with a half of Camerons Strongarm so I thought it would be amusing to show Shelley my guns..

UPDATE 25th July

We love going to London, a fact that is quite apparent by looking at the pubs on this blog. This was our third visit to the capital this year, one on our own, one with Shelley's brother Craig and sister in law Maria and this one with my brother Dave and sister in law Julie.

We got the rattler from Tamworth and arranged to meet Dave and Julie in The Royal George, a pub that I think will become a regular feature of future London visits given the fact that it is literally across the road from Euston station.

When we left Tamworth the sun was shining brightly and we packed summery clothing for the weekend after Carol Kirkwood, the bubbly Scottish breakfast television weather presenter, assured us that we were in for a weekend that she described as sultry. Imagine my horror therefore when I crossed the road at Euston in a downpour dressed in tee shirt, shorts and sandals. Oh Carol, you are but a fool !!

Unsurprisingly Dave was nursing the last few drops of a pint in anticipation of our arrival so I went up the bar and got us pints of Bespoke Raging Bull.

More often than not when we arrive at our hotel on holiday we check in, dump our bags in the room and find the nearest bar, however the tone was set for the weekend as we didn't even bother going to the hotel before hitting London's pub scene so you will spot our overnight bags in the following snap..

The Commonwealth Games were being shown on the tv screens throughout the pub and as diverse as the sports are in the event these days tonsil tennis is not yet classified as an official sport which is a bit of a shame as there were a couple of girls in the pub who, based on their performance that afternoon, could have been gold medal winners.

It was still raining when we finished our drinks and we contemplated stopping for another but we decided to brave the elements, check in, dump our bags and find the nearest bar..

UPDATE 27th July

I did say that this pub was likely to feature heavily during future London visits and our journey back from London with my brother Dave and sister in law Julie proved the point. We'd got thirty five minutes to kill before our train home so there was time for a swift pint at The Royal George.

It's a good pub because it's got Sky Sports and serves real ale, it's even got a few seats outside where I sat still in summer attire, overnight bag by my side, sipping on my pint of Wadsworth 6X whilst making sure I'd still got room for a couple of cans of wife beater from the train's buffet car...

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