We meandered into town, bought a doorbell and some rhubarb, and on the way home it started to rain. Again. Just as we were passing the pub.
Roses are dead / Violets are too / Cards are printed on dead wood / Valentines is poo So here we are, Singles Night at Bar Uborka (Ubarka?) We’d thought about an Al Capone theme-night, but I couldn’t think of … Continue reading
It’s the 14th Feb, so it should be all hearts and flowers today. However, I’m your barman today, so that may change. Last time I ran a bar on Valentine’s Day, we ran a singles night. Busiest bar in town. … Continue reading
I’m too stuffed up with cold to do much here, so could you please bring games in and entertain yourselves today?
Darlings, picture if you will a West End cinema, crowds of paparazzi gathering like a pack of twinkling, snapping wolves, and the personally invited stars of Uborka all dolled up in our finest, shimmering shimmying along that red carpet. This … Continue reading
Come and get your drink, and take this opportunity to choose a film for everyone to watch.
Welcome to 22, Windsor Gardens. Home of Paddington, and his infamous cocktail bar with Lyle acting as the Chief Barsteward. (And some would say Brian Cant, although I think that may just be the Cockernee Element of the crowd) “Oi, … Continue reading
It’s Friday, it’s 11am, and that means it’s – crackerjack! Oh no, it’s time for the bar to open. Today’s theme, in light of Pete’s revisiting of the Bowie years, the ongoing Yewtree-based news, and the general randomness of the … Continue reading