Belushi's, Greenwich, SE10

Ordinarily I wouldn’t be seen dead entering a branch of Belushi’s, especially one which prominently displays women of a dubious age on its homepage, but this was originally the Prince of Orange, dating from at least the early 19th century, but presumably rebuilt. Summed up perfectly by Steve and Roger but certainly not by Alan Monks, no trace of the original pub remains. It’s essentially a sports bar with too many TVs to count, including personal ones to booth seating, United Nations bunting, shades of grey colour scheme, walls papered with pages from music magazines to give the impression that this is some sort of legendary live music venue (five electric guitars are bolted to a wall and ceiling lights are fashioned from snare drums), tubular steel furniture, table football, with menus and sauce bottles to tables, the whole mélange clearly aimed at the army of students that prowl the streets of central Greenwich, except that it was nearly empty on my Thursday evening visit at nearly 10.00pm. No real ale of course, a couldn’t-be-arsed young barmaid serving me only once she had deigned to finish her conversation with another customer, with a half of Gamma Ray at £3.75, which perhaps the students can’t afford. Obviously, I won’t be returning; the Morden Arms is just over the road.

Official site of Belushi's - www.belushis.com

Official site of Belushi's - www.belushis.com