BarBar Black Sheep
Itchy first discovered this place back when the rugby was on and hordes of indomitable Aussies packed it to the brim for beer at 8.30 in the morning. That was a few years ago, but we still head here over any other pub in London when there's a game on, and it's also a fine place for a quiet pint with some top gastro grub. It's not full of the morons who seem to enjoy smashing the windows on the same street, thank God. We love the free newspaper offerings on Sundays, too.