The Defectors Weld, Shepherd's Bush
What really shocked us was overhearing one of the pseudo-hipster staff berating a group of people who were smoking outside the pub, forcing them out into the road and the pouring rain, saying they couldn't shelter near the door, as 'we have the right to move you away from the premises'. When one of the girls asked why they couldn't stand a bit closer to the door so they didn't get drenched, he said 'the police will fine you and I won't allow it'! The girl was quite upset, but the guy just stood there smiling and saying that he knew all the regulations and would call the police if they didn't respect the rules, and stay 5 metres from the pub. He then stood there watching them and making sure they stayed in the rain, quoting the same nonsense about the police. I think the police might have better things to do than massaging a barman's ego.
I know smoking is not a very fashionable cause, but this guy was just using smokers to show off his authority, and was obviously really enjoying being a small-minded jobsworth on a power trip.
In conclusion, it's the perfect bar if you wish you were in a bad Shoreditch gastropub, or if you like being told off for doing something perfectly legal, but if you don't like seeing barmen bully perfectly nice young women for no reason, I would stay away.
There was no need for ‘Decks’ when Arthur Askey was in the house belting out ‘The Thing-Ummy Bob’ accompanied only by the chinking of cash registers and the enthusiastic applause and adoration of his doting fans. There was no need for bar staff to sport a forehead full of floppy unkempt fringe when there was a tub full to the brim with Brylcream for use by patrons and employees alike. There was no need to take out a mortgage for a bite to eat when a ha’penny would buy you a prime cut from one of the many venison grazing on Sheperds Bush Green and there was no need to play a bizarre and somewhat lethal game of Frogger (when the traffic lights are playing up) to gain entry from across the road.
It ain’t what it used to be.
staff can be slow and sometimes ignorant of customers but when there 3 deep and your flashing money in there face you should be ignored this isnt a lottery roll over. im sure if you write your turn they will get there.
the food isn't to bad either hey its not a restaurant but if i wanted that kind of food i would have gone to one its god honest pub grub that's easy on the wallet.
never sure how i feel about the price rises here but i guess if you have premium entertainment you have to charge for it.
visit this little gem and hey if you still dont like it after all that. theres always plenty of other pubs around in the bush.
With O'Neill's, The Walkabout, and Belushi's in close proximity there's plenty of choice if you want to drink snakie's and get thrown up on by an antipodean but for a good pint in a lively bar The Defectors should appeal to the other end of the Spectrum.
A friend tried to justify that the staff is stressed because of the sheer number of people that go to this pub...but how about this...there are tons of pubs out there, bigger and more crowded, and the staff copes well...well enough to say "be with you in a minute" or at least indicate that they'll be with you shortly. These people...no...
I'd hate to see what happens when the BBC moves out of London. Where will there pompous attitude go? But just a word of warning to the wise, and those that read reviews before heading off to this hole. Don't. Unless you fancy waiting 20 minutes for your drink from bartenders who have the worst attitude in the world and use their bare hands to pick ice for drinks.
170 Uxbridge Road, Shepherd's Bush, Shepherd's Bush, Shepherd's Bush, W12 8AA
From Shepherd's Bush Central Line: Exit the station, turn right and keep walking. When you reach the end of the Green you'll see the pub on your right. From Shepherd's Bush Hammersmith and City Line: exit station, turn left, and walk down to Shepherd's Bush Green. You'll see the pub across the road from you on the corner of the green.