Bradley's Spanish Bar, Fitzrovia  

This is quite a unique venue; bang in the West End, it appears (to this non-Hispanophile) be every bit as authentically Spanish as its name might suggest, perhaps with the principal exception that no Tapas is served. There are two bars: a tiny bar at ground level, where there is a a vinyl jukebox with a grand selection of (Anglophone) tunes from the 50s to the 90s and a (slightly) larger, cavern-like bar downstairs. There are a lot of Iberian knickknacks all around, Spanish magazines available, and a wide range of lagers from that country. It is a bit expensive, and at times rather too crowded for comfort, largely because of its miniscule scale. None the less, it's charming enough, and there's a mixed range of regulars both Spanish and English-speaking; given its location - highly visible from (the scummy end of) Oxford Street - other passersby and tourists are liable to drop in too. We heard a slightly inebriated chap enter and announce loudly to all around that he was going out on the pull tonight'. We've no idea how successful he was, or if he was welcomed here, but it's not a bad place, and an institution of a kind.

reviewed:
12/01/2006

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