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Oxford Pub Guide |
EAST OXFORD
NBWD = "NO BEER WORTH DRINKING" i.e. No Real Ale.
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The Angel and Greyhound, St Clement's
The Black Swan, Crown Street
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The Black Boy, Old High Street
Barton The Fox, North Way NBWD. CLOSED. |
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Headington Quarry
The Chequers Inn, Beaumont Road
Risinghurst The Ampleforth Arms, Collinwood Road Wood Farm
The Corner House, Hollow Way
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The Cricketers Arms, Temple Road
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The Bricklayers Arms, Church Lane
The Cavalier, Copse Lane NBWD
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REVIEWS
A large, street corner pub on the Risinghurst estate, and fairly typical of estate pubs everywhere. It is split into three room, bar, lounge and pool table room, with standard, slightly tatty, pub tables, chair and benches. Fairly decent atmosphere and obviously the centre of the local community, but quiet just after openning time on a Sunday. Locals and barman all very friendly. Large range of spirits, lots of bar snacks (don't know about main meals) and a small outside drinking patio at the roadside. The beer was Greene King IPA with guests of Shepherd Neame Spitfire and Wadworth 6X. The Spitfire was very lively and took several tops up to get it to a reasonable pint, but was good and reasonably priced. Overall, a fairly decent pub, the only one on the estate (and therefore likely to be busy in evenings) but very adequate. May 2003. |
Young's pub with a surprising amount of character for a pub of its largish size and location, which I heard described as having "none of that pseudo-brothel character". If you can make sense of this, then you've obviously visited more brothels than I. Feels more like a Londonish pub, which would fit with the Youngs. Toilets are immaculate but up a steep flight of stairs, which can become a hastle later in the evening. Young's don't produce the finest beer, but here it is always well kept and reasonably priced. A guest, usually Smiles, is also present. Staff are friendly, and the wooden clad decor and the lighting are conducive to a good night out with friends. Also, Scrabble and Trivial Pursuit are available if the conversation dries up. Marked difference between the quiet towny atmosphere at lunch and the busy social centre at night. Just remember to buy a pint for Hamish, the pub cat. June 1999 |
One of NuMorrell's "olde ale houses", with the contents of a whole warehouse of Ye Olde Tat Company scattered around the interior. The large main bar is heavy on the hogsheads above the bar, orange lighting and sepia photos of nowhere in particular. The lounge is kitted out as a "parlour" with ancient looking comfy chairs and even more wall tat. Feels a bit more cohesive than, say, the Berkshire house or Isis Tavern, but still not approaching the level of the Bookbinders, the only place where I consider that the tat balance is correct. 7-8 beers, barrels immediately behind the bar, only it appears they use the handpumps most of the time. Expensive for non-Morrells beers - 2.40 for Marston's Pedigree. Oh, and when I asked for "a pint of Marston's" this resulted in 2 minutes of confused pumpclip searching until I qualified it with the word "pedigree". "Why didn't you say so?", I was asked as my pint was pulled in a MARSTON's glass. An easy way to confuse bar staff - ask for the beer by brewery. Surely it's not that difficult. April 2002. |
Quiet local, extremely Irish, and apparently obsessed with horse racing. L-shaped, with plenty of bar stools, and comfy looking furniture. Maybe a bit too dismal, but you wouldn't expect huge amounts of enthusiasm at a pub like this. When in Rome... I went for the Guinness, as the bitter was only Morrells Oxford (and was off anyway). Very well poured, but then two thirds of the customers were drinking it. Also a fair share cheaper than city centre pubs at 2.20. Friendly staff. Several large dogs that had been brought by customers, or, judging from the size of the dogs, several customers who had been brought by their dogs. Quiet, relaxing pint of the black stuff guarenteed, but not the best of pubs overall. June 2002 |
An obviously old building tucked away in Old Marston behind the allegedly 12th century church. The large carparking area and beer garden is readily noticeable if you overshoot it slightly. Inside it is fairly open plan, and reasonably large with lots of tables, some of which are on a slighly raised area. Quite homely wallpaper and fittings - overall very nice and welcoming. One of the few pubs in the area with Bar Billiards. Cheap and good menu, and the place does feel a bit food oriented since the bar is a little small, but the beer, which comprised Adnams Broadside and one of the West Berkshire beers, was excellent. On a Sunday lunchtime after the slightly lengthy cycle out here this place was great to unwind in, and the staff very friendly. I don't suppose it attracts many people in the evenings after standard food hours but they seem to have regular live bands. If you go in, read the "New BMA health warnings for beer" on display near the bar - quite amusing, I must copy it and stick it on here sometime. September 2002 |
The Hobbit dragged me in here at the end of an exploration to try to convince me that this place could be counted as a pub. For starters, it is pretty much designed to be a bar. There is a small, friendly front part with an extended, cellar-type back part that hosts DJs. Let's break it down a bit. Forget the back part. Isolate the front part in your mind. It is nice, open, warm seating area with space for about 20. There's a bar with several kegged beers and very well stocked with spirits. There's a manager, who formerly ran the White Horse on Broad Street (a very real pub), who seems dead set on making this place really work. It's all there. Yes, there's no real beer, I know, so the place is officially NBWD. Still, I like the feel of the front bar. The Guinness was well poured and, surprisingly, reasonably priced. I'm giving the place a thumbs-up and two stars. September 2008.
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Looks quite a nice, old, cotswold-stone building from the outside, and quite ectopic standing in the middle of Headington. The inside I wasn't expecting. The place doesn't look like it's seen a redecoration for twenty years or so, and probably not a cleaner for at least half of that. An unjustifiably large, deserted lounge, and a fairly spacious bar. Let's get it over with at the start - they have no real beer, therefore, it being a hottish lunchtime, I had the cider, which was reassuringly cheap compared to city centre prices. Most of the locals seemed to be going for it as well. Said denizens were friendly, and if the place had been busier there would have been a decentish atmosphere. Digital radio was playing, although not loud enough to cause a major distraction, but overall this place would struggle to overcome the surburban small working man's club feel. April 2002 |
Fullers pub, slightly difficult to get to in a network of small roads in Headington. I was very impressed - the place feels "real" and is not gimmicky. Decor fairly quiet with Fullers posters and a multitude of beer bottles and glasses strewn around the shelves. The presence of quite a few wooden tables in the largish open-plan bar makes it feel a little food-ish. Having said that, a glance at the menu and some of the tables tells that the food is cheap, plentiful, and traditional favourites. Beer was the Fullers range - Chiswick, London Pride, ESB and Honey Dew. The Pride was excellent, but (and this is my only criticism of the pub) rather expensive at £2.30 for a 4.1% beer. The only pub I have ever seen that has an active prohibition on swearing. April 2002 |
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This place bills itself as a Sports Pub, perhaps belonging to some evil chain, but I don't know. It is a huge, obviously towny, pub that you can guess is going to have huge screen telly in and no decent beer. However, at the time I visited it was so quiet only the small bar was open rather than the huge rest of the place, and this only had a very reasonably sized TV showing England's futile attemps to escape another innings defeat. A bit tatty, and there was no real beer at all. The Guinness was carefully poured and the regulars were friendly, but it was slightly expensive. I think I saw the best bits of this pub, but still have no hesitation in awarding it only a single star for lack of Real Ale. Spetember 2002 |
Fom the outside this is a beautifully attractive pub in the quaint and quiet Headington Quarry region. It is a reasonably sized building of indeterminate age, constructed out of the local stone and looking quite idyllic. However, for many years, the turn-off for my visiting was the prominently displayed "Q's" sign, indicating a den of lager-swigging pool players, and the long-established fact that this place has no real ale. Finally, on a gargantuan walk of Oxford, I decided to head here as a watering hole. I was impressed. Hey, as expected, there was no real beer, being a Carlsburg-Tetley domain, but the kegs were cheap. Inside, the decor and seating is very relaxing. A classic "L"-shape, the short part contains one pool table (it is no longer a Q's place, fortunately), while there is a dartboard the other side of the interior. The armchairs were very cosy, and perfect for resting my poor feet. Music was discreet. The menu, of the "Steak Out" type, was a meatlover's delight, especially the Unlimited Chips and doubling-up offers. Service was friendly and the atmosphere reasonably good. If they had only stocked real beer then... who knows? As it is, I feel compelled to break the habit of a lifetime and award a pub with No Beer Worth Drinking two stars. July 2004. |
Wednesday night was jazz night when I visited, and was packed with people "coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down", in the words of the great Dire Straits. The band was good, and everyone was rocking. The pub is roughly U-shaped with a broad base to the "u" around the bar opposite the way in. Plush, with lots of wood, sepia paint to make the ceiling look old, and pictures (random) and photos (some of Oxford, mostly random). Quite confortable, and plenty of bar stools and tables. The beer was Pedigree, Greene King Abbot, and Charles Wells Bombardier. The Bombardier was the most expensive at 2.30, and wasn't the best pint of the beer I've had, but no real complaint. The service was quick and friendly despite the place being full. It feels like the kind of place that would do fairly good meals without being an eating shop, and there was a selection of good wines but you pay for what you get. Beer garden off the left-hand side of the pub. A good pub. May 2002. |
The closure of the Firkin pubs and their associated breweries heralded the arrival of yet another dire "Scream" incarnation at this large establishment half way down the Cowley Road. It conforms that the usual real beerless, lager-swigging teenager standard, complete with the loyalty Yellow Card and the delightful rust and Oxford blue coloured walls and tatty stools and sofas. It contains three only slightly segregated areas, two of them containing pool tables of interesting hue (green is obviously so passé). The music was very loud for the number of people in there and the bar had those horrible "keg trees", the single upright sprouting about ten taps off the two branches. Even more distressingly, pot noodles were on sale behind the bar. I'm not sure if hot water was included or whether they were take-away only. To an uninitiated, non-Magic-Yellow-Card holder, the drinks were on the expensive side. No redeeming factors except the cleanliness of the gents. January 2005.
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Large Banks' estate pub on the roundabout of Hollow Way, The Slade and Horspath Driftway. Typical suburban Bank's decoration inside of postered walls and plush, red furniture. Fairly large beer "garden" on the roadside. It is split into a large lounge and a largish bar, facing each other across the central serving point. Lacking in atmosphere but pretty confortable, and there's a discrete TV in the lounge (showing "Zulu" when I visited), looking more for the bar staff's benefit than anybody else's. The only draught beer was Banks' Bitter - lively, lacking in taste as ever, but below the £2 mark, served by a one-armed man. The pub was pretty quiet at lunchtime, with very friendly elderly clientele and much less friendly younger custom. Possibly one to avoid at night. May 2003.
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Small, street corner pub, that looks traditional from the outside but on the inside is painted in weird fashion with lots of random patterning and psychedelic colours. Most of the chairs, especially at the far end are more like someone's living room sofas than ones you would find in a pub. The place was empty, but this was probably because of the "big" football match on that evening. Also the only beer "on" was Greene King IPA which was decidedly on the turn so automatic subtraction of any other good opinions about the place. I was served by someone who didn't work there but was helping out the person who should have been serving, and therefore neither of us were sure about the price of the beer. I spent my pint just chatting to him about pubs in the area before moving on to somewhere where the beer was less vinegary. May 2002. |
A Morrells pub without a bit of NuMorrelling in sight, except for the rather cartoonish pub sign. Fairly large pub situated near Temple Cowley swimming pool, this place was fairly quiet when I visited. Roughly L-shaped, splitting it roughly into a bar and lounge, the bar has two fruit machines which the gaffer seems to stick more money into than anyone else. This place has got a decent pub feel, usuallly obliterated in Morrells pubs by the NuMorrelling, but other than that it is a fairly typical boozer. The Varsity was good, but a little more than I expected, but still far better value than the town centre. I imagine this pub is very popular with locals in the evenings. August 2002 |
Old Road vanishes from being a busy main route at the crossroads with The Slade and Windmill Road to become almost a backstreet. Along this quiet portion, on the corner with Titup Hall Drive is the Crown and Thistle. This typical estate pub is an ex-NuMorrelled establishment, still done up according to the "Rustic Charm" archetype. The bar and lounge streched almost a full rectangle around the central servery, with large TV showing the footie and, at the same time, speakers blasting music. Since the buy-out of NuMorrells by Greene King, the beer in now Greene King IPA, very ordinary, 2.05, and some manky Ruddles keg that I've never seen before. Custom consisted of three old men and one young boy, about ten years below drinking age carrying a snooker cue case, obviously related to or known by one of the older folk. On a murky and moist November Sunday, this place served only as a watering hole. Uninspiratinal but not terrible. November 2002 |
A large, classic looking Greene King pub from the outside, this is split into two dsictict areas - traditional public bar and lounge. The lounge is somewhat of a timewarp, with many genuinely old or pseudo-old features and souvenirs behind the bar. The regulars are keen on chess and there is a weekly "friendly" chess session on Sundays, I think. The beer was currently GK IPA, Mild and Abbot, with the pump clips behind the bar showing that they regularly go through the entire GK range. The custom was a mixture of old folk and post-grad students and the atmosphere generally relaxing. Beer was perfectly fine and very reasonably priced. The decor was a little tatty but traditional. If you want a classic sidestreet city pub in this area then this is it. April 2004. |
Formerly the Duke of Edinburgh, a dead and structurally unsound Greene King pub, the building remained ominously derelict for a long time. Now it has been re-incarnated and is surprisingly good compared to its outside appearance. It remains Greene King, with IPA, Old Speckled Hen and, on our visit, Ruddles County. All were slightly sparkled, but the Ruddles was quite nice and average price. A menu is served, and reasonably restrained music played. A youngish small crowd, who seemed locals here formed the custom. Decor is mostly ruby-coloured wood matched with a red pool table at the back. Quite a surprise. January 2003. |
Smallish Arkells pub buried roughly halfway along Magdalen Road. I visited on the day of a pool championship round, so I expect that this place is usually more quiet than on my trip - and it wasn't very busy then. Lots of humourous signs behind the bar, some of them crackers, others with high groan factor. There was a large speaker and PA system semi-dismantled in one quiet corner, so it looks as if they have a quiz or something sometimes. Landlord was friendly and trying overhard to start a conversation, and the locals were welcoming. Arkells don't make the best beer. 2B and 3B were on offer, and the 3B was rather bland, but quite nutty. 2.10. Jukebox thankfully remaining silent and a TV discreetly mounted in a corner with the subtitles on. Not too sure about the authenticity of the rather thin-looking beamwork. Not a bad, out of the way pub. June 2002. |
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Scruffy, tatty locals pub on the corner of the Oxford Road and Marsh Road. Split into two rooms and decorated with completed nautical jigsaw puzzles. Very dead on Good Friday lunchtime and nobody could really care less. This place seems to have a lot of live bands, especially Irish groups, which, I presume, draw in a bit more of a crowd. The ale was only Greene King IPA, which was cheap and quite good. There are cheap hot snacks such as quaterpounders on offer from the small halogen oven next to the till - quite unusual. Atmospherically pretty dead, but at least it's a real pub and has got decent real beer. A lot more could be done with this place, though. April 2003. |
Backstreet locals pub in quite an obscure location. Very older generation, this is a traditional suburb pub, completely unspoiled. The lounge is comfy and was filled with an old crowd having Sunday roasts. The beer is Courage Best and Directors, and the Best was well kept and excellent value at 1.70 a pint. Can't complain with that! Good range of bar snacks with some excellent pork scratchings, and this is another home of the 35ml measure. I felt perfectly confortable sitting on a bar stool with the friendly regulars. I expect this place varies from very quiet to packed with a crowd of people who all know each other. Quite a nice place. November 2002. |
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Large town pub near the double roundabout of Marston. An Arkells pub, with two of their draught beers which are never of much merit, but drinkable. The pub is roughly mirror-image L shaped in bar space along the two roads it stands on with a slight extension on one of these for the pool table. Big screen TV showing the British Grand Prix when I went. Clientele seemed entirely locals, mostly drinking the lager. A bit dingy, and the beer garden is just a normal back garden with benches. Not particularly inspiring, but apparently a lot better since it reopened. July 2002 |
The best Guinness I've tasted in Oxford, and I'm sure Roo would agree. Slightly older generation Greene King Pub with a heavy Irish (genuine, not "Oirish") feel and well kept Abbot. Relaxing wooden decor and a subtle atmosphere. 60s music, and quite friendly for a pub leaning much more to "Town" than "Gown". There was a huge crowd of Spannish youths in here last tme I went. When I asked the barman why they had adopted such a "not the youth scene" pub he replied that it was their last night in England. Fine. For some reason this pub always seems to have someone sitting in the side bar at any time, early morning, middle of the night, etc. The reason for this has yet to be discovered, but probably has something to do with electromagnetism, or the price of fish. June 1999 |
Yet another Wychwood pub called the Hobgoblin, this isn't quite the same as the one on St Aldate's. Owing to its location, it is a bit trendier than the ale house, but still has the necessary components of wooden chairs, benches and decor, just brighter lit and more open-plan. There are also more alcopops, but there are still four good ales on. The Abbot and the Hobgoblin were very well kept and a fairly good price. It was Sunday lunchtime and there were papers to read and a cheapish Sunday roast. Probably the best pub on the Cowley Road, although there isn't exactly much competition in the shape of decent pubs. I expect this place would get very full in the evenings and that it is trying to play to all tastes, therefore I am not going to give it four stars, although it might deserve this on the strength of its beers in the future. August 2002 |
This is a large, confortable Greene King pub in the backstreets of the cusp of Old Marston. Typical suburban pub layout, and popular with the more elderly section of the local population, the good quality of the beer led to a pleasant Sunday lunchtime pint, but I can't imagine it being too thrilling at night. The pub is split into a distinct bar and lounge, with plenty of bar stools and plush seating in the lounge, plus pictures of the canine namesake. Greene King Abbot, IPA and Morland Original were round this side, but I couldn't see whether there were any others (O.S.H?) round the other side. Well-stocked spirit shelves and relatively cheap. July 2002 |
Situated just off the Cowley Road, this place, as expected, has a very mixed crowd of people, young and old. The walls are done out in a particularly striking shade of orange, which is an odd contrast to the framed old Guinness adverts of the "The Gentle Art of Brewing Guinness". Enforced music, but generally of a tolerable genre. The pub is one room, with a pool table, etc, but is partitioned by bits of wall that suggest it was many small rooms years before. A Greene King pub, the beers were Abbot and IPA, and Speckled Hen. The Abbot was not a bad pint, but a little on the expensive side. Overall, a fairly middle-of-the-road, average boozer with odd colour walls. May 2002 |
Vacuously huge Beefeater restaurant and pub with attached Premier Travel Inn, named after Longwall Street in the city centre where Morris, aka Lord Nuffield, had his first car workshop (this pub being so close to the ex-Morris Cowley plant). Going in feels like entering the lobby of a large hotel or conference centre and then one is faced with the massive, two level eating bit, decorated with fake palm trees, etc. Around to the right is the confortable pub part, with a large bar and a beer garden. This bar area is decorated with sepia coloured walls and old mirrors in a highly pathetic attempt to make the place feel old. On offer on draught were Wadworth 6X and Tetley. The 6X was of good quality for 6X, but expensive at 2.30. There was enforced music, but not too bad, and some of the quick snack bar meals look good value. Would be good for a large group meeting, but is far too far out of the way for a simple drinking session. April 2003. |
This was formerly the Magdalen Arms, a Qs pub with wall-to-wall pool tables and no beer. It has now been sympathetically rebranded by Firkin, who have given it a grey and silver, slightly weathered but also fairly
classy look to it. It leans between wine / alcopop and alehouse themes and therefore caters ideally for students. There is Tetley on draught pump and up to four beers in barrels behind the bar.
The beer was reasonably priced. They have plenty of Belgain beers and boast that they have some 250-odd on Tuesdays. The menu looks slightly expensive
but good. The pub is large and sectioned off into smaller areas, with a pool table towards the back and comfy armchairs and a big TV showing
Sky Sports towards the front. I expect that the atmosphere would be good on a busy evening, but it needs a little bit more time
and wear to feel similar when quiet. February 2004. |
A Fullers pub that has an extremely good reputation, having previously been a regular in the Good Beer Guide, and having been visited by Morse in one of the books. A wonderful, unspoilt, real pub split into a conventional bar and saloon. Bits of very old beam-work show through amongst the more modern construction, and this pub is cozy wtihout being overly confortable (e.g. traditional wooden benches and tables rather than plush chairs). There is a framed history of the pub and the area on the bar wall, written in the same hand as the one in the Turf, so I imagine anything written can be taken with a large handful of salt. Wonderful atmosphere, and the Fullers ESB is sublime - probably the best I've ever tasted. So what lets this pub down? The price - ESB was 2.60, which at first had me flabbergasted. This is the only thing that detracts from what otherwise would be the perfect pub, and prevents it obtaining the full five stars. August 2002 |
Pretty much an East Oxford legend, this is a good pub with a solid reputation, but keeps somewhat odd hours, not opening weekday lunchtimes (which explains why it's taken me so long to get to it when it's open!) It is also somewhat tucked away, but is a great old building in a lovely, secluded part of Oxford in the heart of Headington Quarry. Do check a map to make sure you know where you are going (you have been warned). Inside it is a single roomed, medium sized pub, with plenty of atmosphere and feeling welcoming. Loads of bar stools and the walls are covered with photos of old Headington and Shepherd Neame posters. There's a dartboard and, out the back, a garden and Aunt Sally "pitch" (or whatever you call it). Both the bar staff and locals are friendly, the beer was cheap and a choice of four - Shepherd Neame Spitfire, Black Sheep Best, and a couple of guests, including Brakspear Special when I visited. The Spitfore was excellent. The Mason's has a large function room which hosts regular events such as a comedy club and plays. Well worth visiting. July 2002. |
For the sake of completeness, and with a sense of boredom, I came to this pub. Having eyed it up from the outside for several years, I was utterly put off by its appearance as a typically grotty city pub-cum-social club. It has the typical, one-level, concrete-swollen exterior that is totally off-putting. Inside was better - but a typical suburban community pub. This place has its stereotypical regular lunchtime drinkers in: ancient man in a suit, couple of chaps in dirty workers' overalls, hungover girl who was last night's barmaid, etc. The interior of the pub is in the "U" fashion, with a dartboard in the left-hand arm and a pool table (being repaired) in the right, all around a central bar. There was, naturally, no real beer, with everything else being of the Carlsburg-Tetley domain. Mind you, the Tetley was ridiculously cheap at the moment compared to nearby places, and only marginally more pricey than more college beer cellars. Large TV screens positioned so that you cannot gaze anywhere without seeing one, discharged hip-hop videos and, I'm sure from the prominently displayed cardboard posters, more regularly shows football or other sports. Just all fairly typical, proper beer-less and suburban. July 2004. |
Large Arkells pub, reputed to be haunted by a previous landlord but it doesn't look old enough. It was so named to distinguish itself from another pub called the Swan. Light, bright and airy inside, split into bar and lounge. Arkells bee motif yellow wallpaper. The 3B was quite good and £2, but not exceptional. Very little true atmosphere. Menu looks fairly cheap and standard fare. Pool table and decor make this feel like a weekend gathering pub, not a local. Strangly there is a single Dali among the old maps and prints of Oxfordshire. Perfectly tolerable but nothing special. March 2003. |
Yick. Done up inside like some Mediterranean bar with loads of pine, strange art and pastel shades. L-shaped, with a red pool table. No real ale at all, the only bitter being keg John Smith's at 2.20p a pint for a keg beer! They should give the stuff away. Enforced music as well. Dire. May 2002 |
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NuMorrelled to the nth degree, hence plenty of wood, peanut shells, jugs, farming implements, ancient adverts, etc. For some reason, there is also a bicycle hanging from the ceiling in the front bar. Prides itself on its real ales, unfortunately it is clear that it doesn't pride itself on value for money as well (i.e., a bit steep). It's a good idea not to have food before coming here so you can eat yourself back into profit with the free nuts. Maybe have a quick pint if you're in the area, before moving to the Angel to get the drinks in for Hamish the pub cat. September 2000 |
A fairly standard ex-Morrells, NuMorrelled Greene King large estate pub off Hollow Way. Greene King has really saved pubs of this type by introducing better beer and a cheaper menu, as well as providing a relief from the worst of the Nu-Morrells "Ale House" rubbish. This pub consists of a largish lounge, a bar and a pool room, all "L"-shaped around the serving area. The decor is NuMorrells of the "Rustic Charm" archetype according to my classification, and there is a large TV and a collection of random books in the lounge. It does, however, have some decent atmosphere to it, and the staff were very friendly. The two beers were Greene King IPA and Abbot, were both good and cheap. The menu is similar to the NuMorrells one, but much cheaper all round, and the food was good. There are worse places to watch the first half of the Women's FA Cup Final, but then again many better. A decent, average pub. May 2003. |
Fairly large, fairly typical suburban pub, with a droll but amusing gaffer. The beer is Courage Best, a bit over the odds at 2.20 and I didn't get a good view but I'm sure it was sparkled. The lounge is fairly comfortable with a few alcoves, while the bar has a big TV. On a Sunday lunchtime, the bar was packed with locals watching the footie and the lounge was crawling with noisy kids jumping all over the barstools and trying to outcompete each other in annoying the gaffer (I think at least one of these little urchins was the child of one of the barmaids). Too ordinary, beer too average, and at this time too many kids! November 2002 |
Very homely stone pub split into a well-defined bar and lounge. Plenty of horse-brass and genuinely old looking bits and pieces, with a seperate dining room off the lounge with waitress trolleys that make it look as if the food is more like a buffet or carvery. Friendly staff. The brewery allegiance is Greene King, and they have four or five beers of this range, taking in Abbot, IPA, Morland's Original, I think Old Specked Hen, and Ruddles County. I hadn't had Ruddles in ages, so this was ordered. It was very good, but wasn't a patch on the County brewed before Ruddles got bought up and the ABV dropped. The clientele were mostly older local crowds, and place feels more set up to cater with this, but all in all is a very good, relaxing pub. June 2002 |
Typical NuMorrells pub, this felt just like walking into the Black Boy a few minutes walk away. This one has the nautical theme random tat like the Isis Tavern for no obvious reason. On a Friday Lunchtime the NuMorrells "Great Price" (Great in its originally meaning of tall or big) menu was in force. Tables naturally constructed out of hogheads. Two main rooms, the front bar by the door and a narrower fruit-machine enabled area which I didn't explore but no doubt contained olde tat. Beer was (surprise, surprise) Morrells Oxford and Varsity, with the standard guest of Pedigree. The Varsity was not too bad, actually, and reasonably priced. This pub is certainly bearable, and after a few you may begin to forget about the random sails hanging from the ceiling. April 2002 |
This pub seems to run mostly on darts. There are two boards and several matches were occuring when I visited. There are four disctinct area, with the main bar being to the right at the door, a smaller bar with leather chairs to the left, a room with two pool tables at the back with hatch service form the bar, and a slightly segregated area to the right of the main bar with a bar billards table after dart board number two. There were hundreds of packets of crisps, pork scratching, dart flights, etc. behind the bar with many darts trophies and tat. Even picked eggs were within sight. Although there were 4 draught pumps, only one was active - Black Sheep Bitter, which was good and not too expensive. This is the first place I have seen Carling Extra Cold (what a horrible thought!). All in all, it appears a fairly ordinary working-person's pub, although it might have scored more highly if there had been more ale. April 2004. |
Largish standard Ex-NuMorrelled pub overlooking the ring road. Done up in a mixture of rustic and nautical tat by that esteemed pub company, this
red brick pub is now of course Greene King, serving IPA, 6X and Old Speckled Hen. 6X was very average and 2.10. Pork scratchings served in tiny bags. Quite foody and plenty of TVs. Elderly lunchtime clientele. Reasonably pleasant, a little atmosphere, but nothing special. On walking in, feels exactly like, say, the George in Littlemore or the Royal Standard in Headington. Oh, and they weren't particularly pleased when I handed over a twenty pound not just after opening time. Ho hum. April 2003. |
Large-looking Banks' pub that look like a typical spartan, cloned town pub on the outside but inside is refreshingly different. The pub consists of a long bar area to the north side and a small lounge to the south. The lounge is quite intimate and decorated as a library with one wall packed with books. This library is not overwhelming like the Plough in Wolvercote but makes for a calming atmosphere. despite being a city pub, this room feels like it should have a small real fire, onto which one could throw some of the less interesting volumes on the walls. The Marston's Pedigree was superb - extremely well kept, adn the service friendly. Also, this place oversize pint glasses - a move I regard as sensible and I can't see why more pubs don't adopt it as well (well, I do - they'd lose most of their profits if they had to give everyone a full pint, rant, rant, rave, etc.) The food menu looks good and relatively cheap if you are into that kind of thing. A very good pub with a lounge of unique atmosphere. July 2002 |
Unappealing brickwork covers one wall, loud music is constantly played, and trendy young things come here because, well, everyone does. The only real beer, Greene King IPA, was off and the Guinness was more expensive than London prices. And they couldn't give a damn about pouring it, even though the place wasn't exactly packed. There's a decent sized outside drinking area at the back, and on certain days they have a special Indie night rather than the usual tuneless din. Wow! Average number of body piercings per capita: 3. September 2002 |
Oh God. Just as the name says, this is now a bar rather than the pub it used to be. Large outside drinking area, with tonnes of pine, aluminium and pastel shades inside, with hundreds of the keg dispensers that look like TV ariels. You know, the ones that rise from a single vertical bar and then extend horizontally in both directions with about 10 different taps. Nearly all lager, of course. No real beer. Example of typical clientele: group of four twenty-something lads playing table football with conversation as follows. Bloke A, pointing to one of table football men, "This one's Beckham", Bloke B "Nah! This one's Beckham", Bloke A "Oh yeh?", Bloke B "Well, he's wearing red, inne? And did you see me last goal 'e scored? Class, wunnit?". Dire. May 2002 |
This is a delightful old building, like many in Old Marston, a former Blacksmith's, apparently. I have trying for the past three years to find a time when this pub is actually open, since it doesn't seem to be at lunchtimes or most evenings. It was finally found to be "alive" at 7.30 on a Saturday night, with 2 customers and a very, very bored landlady. It was pleasantly calm, with a beautiful village pub feel behind it all: dark beams, subtle lighting, limestone walls and horse brass. However, it was dead and there was no real beer. I am imformed that sometimes the lonely looking draught pump is used, but I don't suppose the beer is up to much. I had a tasteless pint of 6X keg, which was cheap but it ought to be. Perhaps this place got busier as the eveing went on. Perhaps it is the typical villager's haunt, as is alluded to be the dart board with the local league fixtures, but then again maybe not. If it had real beer and was busier then it definitely has the background. January 2005. |
One of the classic Oxford summer pubs, like the Trout and the Perch, and a Morse favourite, this place stands on the Cherwell, just north of Marston Ferry Road. It is traditional to punt here, but the first time I went it was April so I cheated and took the riverside path. Roughly L-shaped inside, with the end of one of the stems of the "L" being the food serving bit. Quite spacious inside, but providing it isn't raining or Siberian temperatures everyone sits outside overlooking the river and letting the ducks waddle under their feet. A Wadworth pub with three beers on, I had Tanglefoot which was sublime. This is NOT an expensive pub, despite its location and popularity. The beer was no more than city centre prices, and I don't suppose the food, which looks good, will break the bank either. The next time I went it was with three punt-loads of staff from the Turf, loaded to the gunwales with beer to fuel our progress. The pub even provides rings to moor your boat up (plus watching the Turf's manager fall in the Cherwell was worth every joule of energy expended in punting there and back). March 2002 |
What a gorgeous little pub this is! Just a few minutes walk from urban Headington and the JR hospital takes one into a village type atmosphere, with a fitting pub. This pub is split into three smallish drinking areas, with an "L" shaped bar. Beamwork abounds, although quite how old this is is anybody's guess. Historic photos and prints of the Oxford area. This place certainly has an old feel to it even if the decoration has been picked to give this impression. Two small coal fires add the finishing touches. Food looks good and not excessive in price, and the barman was polite and friendly. The beer is Bass plus three guests - Well's Bombardier, Wychwood Hobgoblin and Fuller's London Pride when I went. Beer kept very well - the best Bass I've had in ages. Quiet when I went in, I would expect that this place would get quite busy in the evenings with locals and people having food. A gem of a pub! April 2002 |
CLOSED AND DEMOLISHED |
Big town pub with typical open-plan set-up reminding me of oh so many Midland M&B/Banks'/random other big brewery's houses. This one is "decorated" in sickly pastel shades of light blue and pink, and yet still has extremely mock black wooden beams to try to convince people it is old. This place was a Morrells house, but is now owned by the Laurel (and Hardy) Pub company, who bought loads of Whitbread pubs, like the Turf. Beer is 6X, Flowers, and one unimaginative other. Just about every kind of fizzy girlie drink is present, with "amusing" legends on the shelves of each. Having slated the place, I must say that it would be a good place to meet a lot of people for a group night out. Popular with students (strange, that, with it being only a metric stone's throw from Brookes) and also, it would appear, with young ladies from the nearby schools... (allegedly) March 2002 |
I viewed the opening of Oxford's Wetherspoons pub with mixed feelings. While I generally approve of the range and cheapness of beers and other drinks in these places, the absence of music and the cheap pub grub, it is all delivered in such a clinically sterile environment that the enjoyment of the cheap beer is often taken away. Also, the beer quality varies considerably. Such is true of the William Morris. It is a truly vacuuous pub in Temple Cowley with self-opening glass doors. It can best be described as a cross between a cocktail bar and a motorway service station, but with beer. The barmaid managed to serve someone else before me despite it being a quiet Sunday lunchtime and the fact that I had been the only person standing at the bar for the last 4 minutes while she fiddled with the winebottles. The beer was a choice of 6, the Spitfire being good today, and the prices make it easily the cheapest pub in Oxford, comparitive to college bars. Wetherspoons do well what they do, but are too devoid of atmosphere for me. I left to clear my head of the drone of the air conditioning. February 2004.
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