
Went to this bar about 6 years ago, when it was a testosterone fuelled ozzie kind of bar, I ended up in the dentists chair havin spirits poured down my throat.
Now however, it appears to be a quirky little pub - with a live music basement bar.
Have since been for an afternoon pint, and very nice it was too.
Has to be the wierdest garden in london, on a major road surrounded by cranes - but somehow pulls it off!