I went to Swiss Cottage last night for a friend's birthday party and went for a drink in 'The Olde Swiss Cottage'. I knew it was going to be a tad bit weird, but I expected tacky rather than peculiar. And peculiar it was. Blessed be the fact that it is a Sam Smith's pub - £2.14 a pint - nice, but full of strange old drunk men propping up the bar, not so nice.
One of the old geezas had written a poem, which was actually ok - look out for the thorough bred dogs on the wall, but there was a wiff of uninformed racial prejudice to his chat, which was not nice. As we left the place, I noticed a load of 'youth' lurking outside, undoubtedly skinning up. The contrast between the inside and out of this venue was stark - each were equally troublesome. So we left, and returned to the wondrous shire of NW1, and that was that.
Lesson: buildings that look like cute little ginger bread cottages are not always what they appear.
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That is why the pub in question is in the middle of a busy round about. So that it stays in isolation.
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