Kelly's, Hendon, NW4

Since my last visit a few years ago this place has got louder and brighter, even on a Tuesday night. The mind bending hard house was reverberating around the bar and piercing my brain like a hot needle. The two other punters in this very large bar seemed as equally impressed as I was. There seemed to be two pumps of every generic lager you can think of, but unsurprisingly I spotted no real ale. The barman was miserable, but so would I be if I had to stand in an empty pub whilst being beaten to death with an electric keyboard. The one good thing from my visit was discovering the five star gent's toilets. If passing whilst the football was on I'd pop in to make use of their ample selection of plasma screens, but I'd imagine my old bones not being very impressed with this place at the weekend when the young Hendonites flock to chuck their shapes.