The Wishing Well

Just what London needs - another pub with "The" in its name. The Wishing Well in London's sprawling metropolis promises to be exactly like every other watering hole where hope goes to die and dreams get drowned in lukewarm lager. Or so I thought.

I'll admit, I walked in with my critic's notebook ready to eviscerate yet another mediocre establishment. The kind of place that thinks hanging a few vintage beer signs and installing some wooden benches qualifies as "authentic pub atmosphere." But The Wishing Well had other plans for my carefully cultivated cynicism.

First, let's address the elephant in the room - the prices. In a city where a pint can cost as much as a small car payment, The Wishing Well manages to keep things surprisingly reasonable. Not cheap enough to make you question the quality of what you're drinking, mind you, but not so expensive that you'll need to remortgage your flat for a night out. It's the kind of middle-ground pricing that makes you suspicious - like when something's neither premium nor budget at Tesco.

The live music, though. Oh, the live music. I was fully prepared to endure another painful evening of tone-deaf covers and wannabe rock stars. Instead, I found myself - and I can't believe I'm writing this - actually enjoying myself. The Wishing Well has somehow mastered the art of booking bands that don't make you want to stuff bar nuts in your ears. Their events calendar reads like a who's who of actually decent local talent, and the best part? You won't have to sell a kidney to attend.

The space itself deserves mention, if only because it manages to avoid the typical London pub clichés while still feeling unmistakably... pubby. Yes, that's a word now. Deal with it. The outdoor seating area isn't just a few sad tables crammed onto a patch of pavement - it's actually pleasant enough that you might choose to sit there even when it's not absolutely necessary for your survival (looking at you, pandemic hangover).

Let's talk about the staff, shall we? In a city where customer service often ranges from actively hostile to passive-aggressive indifference, The Wishing Well's team manages to be genuinely pleasant without feeling forced. It's unsettling, really. I spent three visits trying to catch them having a bad day, and all I got was competent service and actual smiles. What kind of establishment are they running here?

The drinks selection is another irritating success. A solid range of beers that goes beyond the usual suspects, cocktails that don't taste like they were mixed by someone whose only training was watching "Cocktail" once in 1988, and wines that you'd actually want to drink rather than just tolerate. They've even managed to nail the basics of serving temperature and glass cleanliness - apparently revolutionary concepts in some London establishments.

For sports fans (I use the term loosely), the screens are positioned in a way that suggests someone actually thought about sight lines rather than just slapping them up wherever there was wall space. You can actually watch the match without developing a neck condition that would keep a chiropractor in business for years.

The payment system is dragged firmly into the modern era, accepting everything from cash to contactless, which means you won't have to perform the traditional London pub dance of "Sorry, our card machine is down" followed by a trek to the nearest ATM that charges you £2.50 for the privilege of accessing your own money.

Look, I didn't want to like The Wishing Well. I really didn't. London has enough decent pubs already, and my job is much easier when I can tear places apart. But here I am, recommending yet another establishment to add to your list. It's the kind of place that makes you question your commitment to being perpetually unimpressed.

So fine, The Wishing Well in London, you win. You've managed to create something that actually works - a proper pub that doesn't feel like it's trying too hard, doesn't charge like it's located in Mayfair when it isn't, and doesn't make you regret your choice of evening entertainment. Book a table, especially if there's live music on. Just don't tell them I sent you. I have a reputation to maintain.