The Bell and Buck

One always knows when this author has fallen on entries of hard times. This grim establishment was always going to be a bad choice from the start but one must take the good with the bad, and what could be worse than the old “buck” – a literal school hall occupied by an over-sized family of chav-bred crack worshippers.The bar looks like it fell from the sky into the middle of this badly decorated school-hall. There is a small wooden platform with a few tables upon it by the doors which we choose to sit at- for easy escape if necessary. Drinks are of average Barnet prices but getting to the bar is difficult for the mass of weird characters, though the rest of the bar is ghostly. On the up side there is karaoke on a Sunday and other theme nights throughout the week with a few fruit machines and a jukebox.

Overall, Barnet has never been the sort of place that Vicky Pollard or her hench-women would occupy but I see now that that is because they all live here it has little charm or appeal to me but I guess I am not the target punter 2/10.