Wednesday, 16 February 2011
16 Severn Grove, Pontcanna [map]
The air outside the Robin Hood is thick with testosterone today. It's an aroma that's not a million miles removed from that of Lynx Alpha.
Having inhaled all that Lynx, we're a bit light-headed by the time we shuffle inside.
Fortunately there's some form of emergency lighting device on the bar to lead us in the right direction.
Oooh, and they've got crisps too. All the crisps.
This is, of course, the pub that was once run by Charlotte Church's parents. But the celebrity links don't end there.
They've got signed photos on the walls of everyone from Wales's drunkest man Rhys Ifans to Terry Jones, in the guise of Monty Python's Mr Creosote.
The plaque even reads, "Terry Jones. Monty Python. Mr Creosote." Just in case you thought that's what he usually looks like.
But, more excitingly, tonight they're holding a wake for someone who's not actually dead yet, as they wanted to attend their own funeral.
For those of us still in the land of the living, there's a good-sized outside area round the back, too.
Although between that barbecue hardwired into an enormous gas cylinder and the TV set with a mains connection that looks as if it's been strung together by Dodgy Dave himself, we wouldn't be entirely surprised if there are a few more wakes here in the very near future.