This is the worst-kept secret in West London. Head to where the locals drink, as you should do in any City, and pull up a pew at The Windsor Castle to while away a Sunday afternoon over a serious selection of world ales. With an interior that wouldn’t look out of place in the Borrowers (the pub has been going since the 1830’s) and you can see why this place is held so dear to us Londoners’ hearts. There’s a great beer garden for the Summer months, the staff are some of the friendliest in town and they are adept at getting you served even when it seems like the pub would burst at the seams if any more punters walked through the door. Attracting the ‘more chilled’ types of Kensington and Notting Hill the menu is unpretentious but reliably good. Famed for their Sunday Roasts, the pub grub theme holds true here with cod and chips and free range sausage and mash. Food to get the stomach lined for a long evening of drinking ahead.