Our neighbours next door at the Churchill are suddenly all lit up. They must think it’s Christmas. Gerry likes a spectacle. Most of the year the outside of the pub is a waterfall of hanging baskets. And he likes his illuminations. Maybe he’s one of the Illuminati. He certainly knows how to create a warm glow and run a popular pub. They were the first in London serving Thai food, their floral displays win prizes and they pull a good pint of Fuller’s. Behind this glamorous facade beats the heart of a proper old-school London boozer.
