The Prince of Wales

You're walking down Cleaver Square, that tree-lined Victorian terrace bit of Kennington, and you spot this place—all cream-painted Georgian façade and honest pub vibes. Inside, it's exactly what you want: wooden floorboards, the kind of lighting that doesn't make you squint, and a bar that actually feels like it belongs to the neighbourhood rather than some corporate playbook. The crowd's mixed—locals nursing their regulars' drinks, groups lingering over food that's straightforward and satisfying. It's the sort of pub where you can pop in for a quick one after work or settle in for a proper evening without feeling rushed or out of place.