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Tenpin Acton, Park Royal, London   Leave a comment


Pub #1959:

The planned route of the run from the Belvedere looked like it was going to be dense with pedestrians until well after Ealing, so I tossed my map and tried to make my way to Perivale via dead reckoning.  I had a vague remembrance of a couple of pubs I had not yet visited but never found them and soon realised I was farther north and east than either of these would be.  Instead, I opted for a bowling alley bar stop at Tenpin Acton.

I love bowling alley bars. I was in a bowling league when I was a kid and, playing on an adult team on occasion, could usually get served in the lanes where we used to roll. Jackie and I have had fairly nice experiences drinking in bowling alleys over the last 3¼ decades despite her complete aversion to bowling. I always make a note of any lanes near our travel destinations just because they tend to be cheap and open later than other pubs occasionally.

In Athens, Georgia, there was no bar in the bowling alley and the 30 seconds it took me to confirm this were the only 30 seconds I ever spent in the place despite living in Athens more than ten years (so far). Bowling is like darts: without alcohol, there really is no point to the activity and it is hard to even consider the place a bowling alley without a bar.  Tenpin Acton at least has a bar and it has bowling lanes (outrageously expensive to use, but it has them). But, I was absolutely horrified at these other attributes.

No bowling shoes: one woman was bowling in heels and another in Ugg boots. Rental bowling shoes and the fungal infections that come with them are part of the experience that should not be compromised.  Shame.

At least one lane was set up with bumpers instead of gutters. No shit…bumpers. And, the idiots using this lane still couldn’t break 80. AND, they weren’t drinking (or, maybe this is because they weren’t drinking).

The beer was cold and cheap. Not cheap enough to return, though.




Posted October 19, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Pubs

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Grand Junction Arms, Park Royal, London   2 comments



It was cold and damp Sunday but I had planned a 14 mile training jog so, layered up, I headed down the towpath toward the City.  The run went better than I hoped and pubs previously visited or not yet open for the day or long closed for good didn’t further dampen my spirit, I thought.  That is, until I spotted the massive Grand Junction Arms and suddenly came over thirsty and in need of that blend of carbohydrates, electrolytes, and other micronutrients so essential to the endurance athlete.




About 9 miles into the route, I was too far to drink here and turn back so I quickly consulted the interwebs spotting two more pubs to hit on my way to a Central Line tube station; the first of these was in the process of being converted to flats but the other one was open and there are plenty in the area (unless they, too, are being converted).  More on the closure incident and the search for an alternate on the Ladbroke Arms posting (if I remember to put that in).




The place is huge inside but it is also a hotel.  Some of the guests trickled through but it was mostly quiet save for a couple of guys that seemed to have visitation rights with their — between them — three lads who all seemed to be about 6 or 7 years old yet deadly serious about shooting billiards.  I consider this proper parenting, myself, having spent many hours with my dad in bars as a youth (HE was a shit parent, but bar people are generally either good or at least a good learning experience).




So, it was a truly brief pitstop, but a fine one to have made.  The beer, an amber ale, was bitter and cool and alcoholic and therefore perfectly miscible with me and it seemed to absorb in no time at all.  I like the place and will return soon (but it is closed for a month or so for refurbishment from the end of February).  Here’s a map if you plan to go.



Posted February 7, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Pubs

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