The tile façade is stunning, but it can make the interior feel rather drab at first glance. But the pub has everything you’d expect in an old classic – stools, pool, football on TV, Guinness adverts and carpet that absorbs spillages better than a sponge.
Slightly off the beaten track, it’s frequented almost exclusively by ‘locals’. So as a newcomer you might feel like the timid lamb among a bunch of drunk old lions. But that’s what beer’s for, right?
The selection of beer, wines and spirits is wide enough to please most, and narrow enough to make for quick decisions. Basically, everything you need to get into the spirit of yelling obscenities at the TV when the football’s on.
A proper old man boozer, charging prices that won’t cause an old man to grumble.
Mike Skinner of The Streets shot a bit of a music video in here a few years back. And got rather drunk while he was at it too, apparently.
You’ll never have to queue at the bar or squeeze past other punters on your way to the toilet. Other than a few regulars, this place is often pretty quiet.
What’s a bit rubbish?
What else they got in the bag?
Darts. Free peanuts. The occasional pub quiz. To be honest, this place doesn’t set out to surprise anyone. It just wants to be a traditional boozer.
To sum it up…
Address: 49a Dalyell Road, Brixton, London SW9 9SA
Brixton Pub Review – The Marquis of Lorne, written by Sam O’Flaherty