Pubs with Bruce
I've been a beer lover all my life and I love to travel. Combining these is the ultimate experience. As I've traveled, I've immersed myself in the history and folklore of the places I've visited. Join me on my beer journeys. Okay, it's not as good as actually being there, but who knows? You may be inspired to enjoy travels (and beers) of your own.

London, Kensington. Established in 1805 on the site of an ancient thoroughfare. Kensington Church Street formed part of a twisting lane that joined Bath and Oxford to Londinium in Roman times, while in the 11th century it became the Saxons' main route through Kensington - or Chenesitun as it was called then. In fact the area even merits a mention in the Doomsday Book. It was originally called the Artichoke and although the reason for the name change is unclear, naming one's pub after an heir to the throne was shrew move as it demonstrated an allegiance to the crown without pinning one's colors to the mast of a particular monarch. Photos around the pub indicate that Edward III was the prince of choice here. He more or less made a career out of the role, spending 26 years as the Prince of Wales before becoming King for 12 months, then abdicating to marry American Wallis Simpson. A Greene King pub, long and narrow, I sat at the front window with an Abbot Ale and enjoyed the view of St. Mary Abbots Church across the street.















