Woohoo! It’s Friday! Thank goodness. What a long week. I wish I could report that my week was tough, but I was super productive. I can’t. All I can say about this week was that it dragged on and on and on and I thought Friday would never arrive. Never! Well it did arrive and that means time for me to talk about a new pub.
The Beehive on 60 Carter Street, London is a gem. My friend Isobel from Isobel and Cat’s blog introduced me to it last year, but for some odd reason I didn’t take any photos even though I’m positive I had my camera with me. Turned out to be a good thing since it gave me the perfect excuse to go back. This time I brought the Better Half. Before heading to the pub we met Isobel and two other friends for dinner and then all five of us wandered over to The Beehive. The plan was to have drinks and dessert, or as the English say, pudding.
We arrived and everyone took turns buying rounds. The conversation was lively and entertaining. It was my first time meeting one of the party members and I have to say the woman is a real hoot and I hope she’ll join us for another pub outing. And isn’t that what pub visits are all about: meeting friends, making new acquaintances, partaking in sparkling conversations, and laughing. There was much laughter. In fact, we had so much fun we forgot to order dessert. I’m slightly disappointed in myself for forgetting dessert. That is so unlike me. But it gives me another reason to go back to the pub.
I’m not sure how long we stayed at the pub, but at one point I saw some staff members placing chairs on top of tables. At first I was shocked. Why were they closing so early? I was going to knock a point off or two when I reviewed them. Then The Better Half said we should go or we would miss the last train home. What? How did the entire night fly by? I actually argued and said it wasn’t that late. I was wrong. In my mind, that makes for a memorable trip to a pub. Saying that, I give The Beehive five out of five stars. Also, I would like to thank my companions for such a wonderful time. Friends and pubs—you just can’t beat it. And for those who are curious, we did make the last train home. When they announced over the PA system that it was indeed the last train, The Better Half gave me the I told you so smile.
And I do like The Beehive’s sense of humor. I’ll let you decide if I found this card the morning after or not.