Charlie Chaplin

Super scummy pub. It’s dirty, sticky and filled with undesirable locals. I’d wager that 90% of this place’s business is due to people pre-​drinking before they head into The Coronet. This is most certainly why I was here.
The flagstone flooring and dark oak interior gives this place such potential to be a real cosy feeling ale tavern, unfortunately this is wasted on tracksuit clad regulars propping up the bar, who try to start inappropriate and slurred conversations with everyone who happens to walk in.
Despite how crowded this place was when I visited, we were served quickly, albeit brusquely by a very stern looking bartender. The drinks here are cheap though, a round for two people was paid for with a ten pound note and we were handed back a decent amount of change.
It’s certainly not a pub I’d choose to come to for a night out, however, for cheap pre-​drinks it certainly does the job. Just be sure to avoid eye contact with the people that look like they’ve been there for a while…

This place is kinda dirty — there was water dripping onto the bar, and large numbers of glasses were not cleared, at 10 p. m on a Friday night.
I only came to meet friends here before the Fourtet show at the Coronet next door. (I’m sure that’s the main source of their business.) On the positive side, the place was raging, and no one seemed to mind the seedy nature of this dive bar.

Charlie Chaplin should be renamed Charlie Craplin. It is the worst pub ever. It’s so bad that it’s good. If you’re borderline suicidal and you need a quick pick me up come in here and you will immediately feel better about your life.
As we know, I get rough and tough with my afro puff, and the last time I came in here one of the regulars mistaked me for Scary Spice. I’m not hating on Mel B, but just ’cause I’m a mixed race cute chick with a bit of a curly fro doesn’t mean I look like a Spice Girl. He kept on asking me for an autograph and I eventually signed his chest. OK, I’m lying, I signed the back of a half torn receipt.
I guess this pub isn’t bad… it’s worse than that. The good thing about this place is the super cheap price of the drinks (£2 whiskey and coke) and its nearness to the tube station so you can make a quick escape when the regulars attack.