Back To Season 2014-2015COCKNEY'S; 314 Portobello Road, Ladbroke Grove
Back To Season 2014-2015
COCKNEY'S; 314 Portobello Road, Ladbroke Grove
2015-01-30ROUND 7
30.01.'15
PlayedEels
(4 pts)
Pie
(4 pts)
Mash
(3 pts)
Afters
(2 pts)
Liquor
(1 pts)
SumBTotalTotal
CHRIS CHARALAMBOUS62440339181220
NICK EVANS71330227112.50139.50
MIKE GOLDWATER72220224107131
RICHARD LUCAS6123022385108
TOM LEADER206262
JUDITH DESCHAMPS60110185260
DENISE ROUSE402201154055
DOUGLAS BENFORD411101123749
ANDY POTTER304848
EDWARD MOSSE411101123547
JEAN CUNLIFFE50110183846
SUE MADIGAN403838
PAUL GRICE202929
SABRINA BORDIN2025.5025.50
KATHERINE SCHOPFLIN202424
PAUL GALE102424
RON COX102424
MICHAEL TREACY102121
LEIGH PAGET102020
PETER ROLFE101717
ALAN SMITH101616
PETER MOULE101616
MONTY MARTIN1014.6814.68
ANDRE DE ST JORRE101212
BEN HAYES101212
MATTHEW LOWING101212
ROBIN BAIRD-SMITH101010
MOIRA TRAFFORD109.329.32
TERRY CECIL1099
PAT LAWRENCE1088

The less-visited end of Portobello was the scene of rampant construction when we visited Cockney's on 29th January. It's not often you see the looming hulk of the Trellick diminished by a jib-monster, but it's a sign of the times in fashionable West London, where Cooke's of Goldhawk has been under the shadow of the wrecker's ball for some years. For the time being, Cockney's remains comfortingly unchanged inside and out — apart from the tariff of course.

The less-visited end of Portobello was the scene of rampant construction when we visited Cockney's on 29th January. It's not often you see the looming hulk of the Trellick diminished by a jib-monster, but it's a sign of the times in fashionable West London, where Cooke's of Goldhawk has been under the shadow of the wrecker's ball for some years. For the time being, Cockney's remains comfortingly unchanged inside and out — apart from the tariff of course.

Mike Goldwater was chuffed to the muffler to be stuffing steaming Cockney delicacies down his pie hole. He has clung tenaciously to bronze position in the table, upon which he commented this occasion, 'It's trench warfare from now on . . .'

Mike Goldwater was chuffed to the muffler to be stuffing steaming Cockney delicacies down his pie hole. He has clung tenaciously to bronze position in the table, upon which he commented this occasion, 'It's trench warfare from now on . . .'

We met Doug Benford, who was keen to show off his new luminescent courier bag before tackling a less-than-traditional gravy-garnished pie, mash and peas. I was unclear if Doug's offering a, er, 'Dougie-bag' service, but I imagine it would extend no further than a half mile from Brentford town centre.

[Far right] Rikk Lucas is a master of slice-n-dice.

We met Doug Benford, who was keen to show off his new luminescent courier bag before tackling a less-than-traditional gravy-garnished pie, mash and peas. I was unclear if Doug's offering a, er, 'Dougie-bag' service, but I imagine it would extend no further than a half mile from Brentford town centre.

[Far right] Rikk Lucas is a master of slice-n-dice.

The satellite view, from an altitude of 12 inches.

The satellite view, from an altitude of 12 inches.

Probes sent back these astonishing images from the surface.

Probes sent back these astonishing images from the surface.

These are the moment-recorders of the Pie and Mash Club, capturing the beauty in the pie of the upholder.

These are the moment-recorders of the Pie and Mash Club, capturing the beauty in the pie of the upholder.

These chaps certainly bent to the task.

These chaps certainly bent to the task.

Chris Charalambous demonstrates the correct method for seasoning a pie, while Statto is caught cack-handed with the cutlery. A right hander generally favours the spoon for cut-and-shovel, with the fork in supporting role.

Chris Charalambous demonstrates the correct method for seasoning a pie, while Statto is caught cack-handed with the cutlery. A right hander generally favours the spoon for cut-and-shovel, with the fork in supporting role.

Judith and Jean are keen contributors to the historical and informative chat. Jean grew up in Bermondsey at an unspecified point in the Peek-Frean years, 1866—1989. Back then, pie and mash was a lunchtime treat on a day down the market, and Peek-Freans was the number one career choice for a Bermondsey biscuit-town girl.

Judith and Jean are keen contributors to the historical and informative chat. Jean grew up in Bermondsey at an unspecified point in the Peek-Frean years, 1866—1989. Back then, pie and mash was a lunchtime treat on a day down the market, and Peek-Freans was the number one career choice for a Bermondsey biscuit-town girl.

You can't run a premier pie shop without an apron, marigolds and a good deal of elbow grease. These ladies have all the necessary attributes. Here they are paused for the briefest moment: Ruth Phillips [left] and her able assistant Cathy.

[Below] Portobello belles.

You can't run a premier pie shop without an apron, marigolds and a good deal of elbow grease. These ladies have all the necessary attributes. Here they are paused for the briefest moment: Ruth Phillips [left] and her able assistant Cathy.

[Below] Portobello belles.

The club, in good cheer at the end of a tasty session. Here we must give thanks to our young dough-wrangler Billy Phillips for his heroic behind-the-scenes work in the Cockney kitchen.

The club, in good cheer at the end of a tasty session. Here we must give thanks to our young dough-wrangler Billy Phillips for his heroic behind-the-scenes work in the Cockney kitchen.

Two of the crew departed early: Chris C for the furthermost reaches of England, and Rich Lucas for a most inconvenient work detail (pictured).

Two of the crew departed early: Chris C for the furthermost reaches of England, and Rich Lucas for a most inconvenient work detail (pictured).

The 2 J's were dead set on puds from sun-up, but Cockney's don't do sweets. They got their just and crumbly desserts in The Eagle, Ladbroke Grove, whither we wandered for the wetment of our whistles.

The 2 J's were dead set on puds from sun-up, but Cockney's don't do sweets. They got their just and crumbly desserts in The Eagle, Ladbroke Grove, whither we wandered for the wetment of our whistles.

Twilight falls on Kensal Green gasometers.

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Twilight falls on Kensal Green gasometers.

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