There are two types of hostelries that open under the name of a long-forgotten business uncovered as-was on a beautiful, beaten-up shop sign during renovations. One crafts a vision based on the found history. The other thinks: ‘yeah, that'll do’. Endeavour is the latter.
Brilliant and weird
Inside, it's a Manhattan/Barcelona-style bar - dark, long and unfussy, like two shipping containers arranged end to end. It has high tables at the back and window seats should you wish to gaze on four lanes of Deptford Broadway traffic. Better people watching is found inside. Is that The Cramps over there? Was that Neil Young wearing a wizard’s hat?
Simplicity is everything here. The bar is limited and unfussy - Staropramen at five quid a pint is the thing. There are three individual toilets, each plastered wall and ceiling with graffiti, and no toilet seats to be found.
Downstairs from the main bar is a basement performance space, painted scarlet red and smelling mustier than a forgotten gym bag. I found a band playing grebo rock at tinnitus-inducing levels to half a dozen people on a weeknight. The same space is used for weekly comedy night Laugh Bath, which showcases up-and-coming comedians as well as new work by established comics. Other events include a psych night called Can You Dig It, which feels appropriate.
Perhaps that name Endeavour isn't accidental after all, because this is a place that just keeps doing its thing - and its thing is brilliant and weird.
Order this
A beer. Just that. There is no food at Endeavour, but the pints are cold…
Time Out tip
Check out a show at The Albany, Deptford's long-established art and performance space, before destroying your hearing downstairs at Endeavour.