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I like the Ship a lot, it is one of the better Soho pubs and certainly one of the best at that end of the streets. The Ship is right in the middle of media world and as a result the pub can be full of pretentious young things but they’re easily avoided and can be the cause of great merriment. One can barely talk on pretentiousness mind, I was once to be found in the ship under a brolly, in my defence the ceiling was leaking. Not a frequent occurence I can assure.

The pub itself is unspectacular; long and thin, little seating and a large alleyway adjacent in which to stand on a friday night rush hour. The toilets can be found at the pub’s rear, one can only speak for the gentlemens but it appears no gentlemen frequent the Ship, these public conveniences are a nightmare. Still, much like the fact the pub is predominantly satnding room only the Ship caters for men, manly standing beer swilling men. In this sense it is a traditional pub.

The service in the Ship is always excellent and friendly. The staff may look a little different but they’re all thoroughly nice fellows, sometimes more pre-occupied by the stereo but still, nice. The drinks are standard fayre, Pride, Guiness usual lagers and on the whole not exciting. The Ship may not be the greatest looker but it scrubs up great after you’ve had a few.