Why does everyone love The Court so much?
It’s a rip-off Wetherspoons
Although the vast majority of students drown their sorrows in the Union bars, they are devoid of reality. You can never quite beat going to an actual pub, where one can observe real people who have real jobs bitching about things other than shit syllabi and lecturers. For this, any student worth their salt has probably sunk a few pints at the best UCL can do for a local: the Court, nestled between TCR and Ramsay Hall.
Exeter University students have the mighty Imperial, and Durham have The Swan and Three Signets. These pubs are universally loved because they stack it high and sell it cheap. The beer isn’t going to be winning any competitions, but you can’t argue with the price. It’s the perfect place for the binge-drinking student on economy mode.

Why are we all going here?
The Court wants to give you the impression it’s of the same ilk, and you’d be forgiven for thinking The Court was a Wetherspoons, but this is only half true. The decor, food and beer all feel and taste like they’ve come straight out of your nearest ‘spoons, but the price-tag tells a different tale. At £3.35, Carlsberg at the Court is hardly a steal – it’s basically the same price as if you were in any other London pub – but because it has this aura of being a cheap pub, students carry on drinking there thinking they’ve got a good deal, ignoring the receipts and bank statements. This is a travesty. London has a pub on nearly every street corner serving quality alcohol at much better prices. Fitzrovia, where Court is, has the highest density of Sam Smith pubs outside of Yorkshire. They may only serve their own beer but it’s nicer than anything you’d get at The Court and more often than not, cheaper.

The atmosphere was electric
Social sec for Cheesegrater Society and all-around BNOC Will Orton explained the distinction. He said: “Sam Smiths can taste like home, for £3.00, The Court is like that uncle that always says he’ll call but never does.” Students will drink at the Court for as long as birds fly – that’s inevitable. But maybe, just maybe, we should consider going somewhere else.







