They have a real fireplace in winter, not a fake gas one. You can watch the logs burn down while your hands warm up. In summer, the front garden becomes a sun-trap where you can sip a cold pint and watch the world walk by. The staff remember your name if you come more than twice, which feels like a superpower.
There’s even a board game shelf in the corner, but nobody ever seems to use it. It’s more of a threat that you could play Scrabble if you wanted to. I once saw a couple avoid eye contact with the scrabble box for an entire hour. Peak British awkwardness.
Why You’ll Leave Smiling
The Red Lion And Sun isn’t trying to be hip or trendy. It’s not the place where influencers take photos of their avocado toast. It’s the pub you keep returning to because the beer is cold, the food is honest, and the chairs are comfortable enough to let you sit with your thoughts. It’s the kind of place where you can laugh loudly, cry quietly, or just stare at the ceiling without anyone giving you a second glance.
So if you’re in London and your feet hurt, your soul is tired, or you just need a feed, find this pub. Go inside, order a pint and a plate of chips, and let the warmth do its thing. You’ll nod to yourself, smile at a stranger, and feel like you’ve been coming here your whole life. That’s the magic.
