Jen had taken me to the Bread and Roses a lovely pub tucked away on Clapham Manor Street a year or so ago and we’ve gone a couple times since.
Today I wanted to read the paper and relax so I walked to Clapham and considered my choices of venues when I remembered B&R. Nice pub. Not too busy. Good music. Friendly staff. Was the perfect afternoon reading the paper cover to cover while nursing a pint.
Something about the name reminded me of something. . . but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
When I came home, I looked it up online and was pleased to discover that not only is it a nice pub, It is run by The Workers Beer Company which raises funds for trades union and it takes its name from the famous poem that came out of a female textile workers strike in 1912.
I think it is going to be my new local.
