14 Oct 2021
Its time for 8 pints on a wednesday and this time we’re in a small but quaint London village known as Harlesden.
Though before we dive head first into the local delicacy we hopped over the Brent/Ealing border to enjoy the Fishermans Arms.
The decor alone is really something to behold, think modern keeping up appearences suburban twenty something mum. “Time with family is worth every minute” placards hung to the walls and the bar was like being in a front room. Round the corner were some locals playing pool and a few gents perched at the bar.
Something quite unnerving about being there, not in a violent sense but more like a tragedy was about to occur. AA stickers on the doors on the toilets tells its own story.
On we strolled.