Wenlock Arms

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Wenlock Arms

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  • Address:

    Wenlock Arms 26 Wenlock Road
    London
    N1 7TA

  • Venue phone:

    020 7608 3406

  • Venue website:

    www.wenlockarms.com

  • Opening hours:

    Open noon-midnight Mon-Thur, Sun; noon-1am Fri, Sat.

  • Transport:

    Tube: Old Street tube/rail

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Annie Muir

As I walked down the City Road from Angel station I remembered an old nursery rhyme: ‘up and down the city road, in and out of The Eagle, that’s the way the money goes – pop! Goes the weasel.’ I looked out for a pub called The Eagle but couldn’t see one. The Wenlock Arms is a few minutes walk up Windsor Terrace, which turns into Wenlock Road. It is a tiny glow of energy on the long darkening street: people moving in and out, some standing or sitting on benches outside. I sat on the edge of the pavement with my friend Ruth when we arrived, partly because of lack of space inside, and partly because we like to sit outside. On our right was a small park with a playground, and directly in front across the road was a huge corrugated iron gate. Inside, the bar is a rectangular stretch of beer taps and bartenders, with small circular tables dotted around it. The old pub recently acquired new management who have successfully maintained its reputation for having a vast selection of ales and lagers. But you are allowed to drink other things too, they are very open-minded. At first I didn’t notice the band, a jazz band that plays there every Friday night. Of course I could hear them, but I couldn’t see them, so I pushed past a bunch of people and had a look. All dressed casually in black with straight faces, they weren’t on a stage or roped off but just standing there, as if they were just punters who’d found some instruments and started playing. They reminded me of the band in The Aristocats: I could imagine them picking up their instruments and slowly walking outside – without stopping – and playing their music through the streets. A couple of days later I looked up The Eagle pub to see if it had closed down, but it’s still there, only a couple of streets further down the City Road. But even though Wenlock doesn’t rhyme quite as well as Eagle, I sincerely recommend you going down there on a Friday night to spend your weasel.