Peter Le R.
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You can't miss the Bow Bells, it's a bright orange, double fronted pub on the main drag in Bow.
Its column tops are picked out in gold, there's a beauty of a copper lamp over the door and spotlights illuminate the pub's name. So far, so grand, as befits the pub's 165-odd year history.
Despite the traffic highway directly outside, there are tables in the street, either for the smokers or those who enjoy a mouthful of fumes with their pint.
Inside, it's a pretty traditional boozer. There's a pool table and a the bar takes a corner spot with tables around it in an L shape. There's an impressive fireplace, and plenty of room for people to spread out during the Saturday afternoon drinking session.
There's flock wallpaper and the occasional small barrel around the place. A disco ball and huge tv hint at the entertainment in the pub, while an old poster proclaims the Bow Bells brewery and its ice cold lager.
Another more modern poster highlights craft beer, cask ales and draught cider. I must admit to not being able to find any of these on my visit, so I opted for a Brixton pale ale.
I first visited the bells more than 10 years ago with a former colleague and friend whupped me at pool. And it's sad to say, I've not been back since, until this visit.
I'm glad to have been back though, the pub remains a heavyweight among east London's proper locals