A triumph of brash fun over basic flirting, this Soho stalwart attracts party-oriented punters to its one-room bar in the middle of Old Compton Street.
The board of shooters encourages Friday nights of inebriated abandon; lager drinkers have the choice of draught Peroni, Stella, Carlsberg, Carling or Heineken, or bottled Sol or Peroni. A jukebox provides musical offerings that are conveniently categorised by the decade. There are also regular cabaret and karaoke nights.
Despite all of this unabashed bonhomie, as an obvious target for dangerous homophobes, the good Admiral has been beset by tragedy, most notably by a bomb that killed three regulars on a busy night in 1999.