18 August 2013 ~ The George
Listening to: Jim Croce ~ Workin' At The Carwash Blues (1973/08/25 Philly Folk Fest, Schewneksville, PA)
After leaving Princess Louise, we took some back alleyways on the way to our next stop...The George.
We passed the bar, The Seven Stars, run by a fine lady, Roxy Beaujolais, but we didn't stop. Jane had some bad experiences where she yelled at customers, but I poked my head in anyway, only to have her smirk at me.
A classic London telephone booth, with the words "The Witch is Dead", along the funeral route of Margaret Thatcher.
The dragon is the symbol of London. Here is the tower which separates London proper (which according to one guide is only 1 square mile) from Westminster.
Finally arriving at the George Even though the building appears 18th century, it is in fact Victorian. It was built in 1723 as a coffee house and then became a hotel in 1830, and then a public house as it is today. Numerous wooden carvings can be found, including monks, frogs, and seeminly naked men chasing pigs (I wish I would have gotten a picture of those!).
With quite the selection of brews.
I went for the 1/2 pint of Bonobo Beer.
Almost felt like an aristocrat.
After leaving Princess Louise, we took some back alleyways on the way to our next stop...The George.
We passed the bar, The Seven Stars, run by a fine lady, Roxy Beaujolais, but we didn't stop. Jane had some bad experiences where she yelled at customers, but I poked my head in anyway, only to have her smirk at me.
A classic London telephone booth, with the words "The Witch is Dead", along the funeral route of Margaret Thatcher.
The dragon is the symbol of London. Here is the tower which separates London proper (which according to one guide is only 1 square mile) from Westminster.
Finally arriving at the George Even though the building appears 18th century, it is in fact Victorian. It was built in 1723 as a coffee house and then became a hotel in 1830, and then a public house as it is today. Numerous wooden carvings can be found, including monks, frogs, and seeminly naked men chasing pigs (I wish I would have gotten a picture of those!).
With quite the selection of brews.
I went for the 1/2 pint of Bonobo Beer.
Almost felt like an aristocrat.
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