Now you're talking of a pub from my neck of the woods. In fact, I worked in Lewes up to 2 years ago.

What added insult to injury here is that the pub is practically in the shadow of the fine old Harveys brewery, which dominates the centre of the town.

http://www.harveys.org.uk/

It's a shame also that Fullers have taken over the Petersfield brewery Gales. Their brew, HSB (High Strength Bitter - my winter tipple of choice)- the brewery is on Butser Hill - are still produced, but by Fullers, so the water can't come from the same source.


>Its quite widespread . One of the weird aspects is that many small brewers of beer have sprung up over the last few years while the number of independent pubs has declined.
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>Here's a link about some locals fighting to save their pub from the attentions of the big breweries.
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>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewes_Arms_controversy
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>>>still called pubs. have to look a bit harder for a good one as a few too many have been taken over and themed. If your ever in England get hold of a CAMRA(CAmpaign for Real Ale )Guide that should set you right.
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>>Is that everywhere? When I was on London back in the late 70's or early 80's (I should be sure, but I'm not), I spent my time by getting on the tube, riding to a station with an interesting name, getting off there and getting myself totally lost. Of course that's not a problem since if you continue in a straight line for a while, you'll hit another tube station. Anyway, every so often on one of these walks, I'd drop into a sort of neighbourhood pub, and it was great. I hope those haven't changed. Hopefully it's only the ones around Victoria station, the theatre district,and the other tourist areas.
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>>>Nick
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>>>>I love the name of the pubs. Are they called 'pubs?'
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>>>>>PS -- just reading those station names makes me nostalgic. I worked in central London the summer I was 23, near Blackfriars station, and those tube stop names are like lines of poetry to me. What a fantastic summer. The one that jumps out at me for some odd reason is Finsbury Park, which I went up to only once. It was for a Friday night Kinks show at the Rainbow Palace. The show was terrific, although the venue was not what I expected. Given that is was where Eric Clapton played his comeback concert I was expecting something more stylish. Not so. It was basically a dump. No seating on the main floor, broken seats in the optimistically named mezzanine. It didn't bother me. That was my first and last mosh pit. Everyone should mosh once. I was in my work suit, Mr. White Bread in a mass of punks and Mohawks. Ray Davies was within spitting distance. It was an awesome experience.