The following article was first published in June/July 2006 issue of London Drinker, the magazine of the CAMRA London Branches.

It is reproduced here with their kind permission…

Front CoverWelcome to the Bricklayer’s Arms.

Reopened for a year now, the oldest pub in Putney is firmly back on the map. Built in 1826 on the site of an old coaching house and blacksmith’s forge, it was licensed to sell beer and cider after the Duke of Wellington’s Beer Act. Being so close to the river, the Waterman’s Arms, as it was then known, was frequented mostly by the Thames Freemen and Lightermen. At the end of the 19th century, it became the Bricklayer’s Arms, with the massive amount of construction taking place in the area due to the extension of the railway line. Builders would meet at the pub to be given work and also to be paid. There were three sections, each with separate doors: one for off-sales, one for the bosses and another where the brickies relaxed.

Readers may remember the pub as it was a century later, the long, cluttered room retaining the historic snob screens all round the bar and the gents’ urinal serving as a customary repository for unwanted bronze coins. An Inntrepreneur tenancy, it had seen better days and, despite offering a choice of real ales, it was losing business. In 2000 it had a makeover, parading as the Putney Brick and with Adnams Broadside and Greene King IPA replacing what was left of the previous beer range, but its owners closed it soon afterwards with a view to sale for redevelopment of the site. Souvenir hunters helped themselves to the sign, the decorations and most of the fittings. The pub was no more, or so people thought then.

Becky runs it now. She takes up the story.

In 2002, the pub was bought at auction by my brother-in-law, John, and sister Helen. Auction room catalogues were crammed full of lovely old pubs deliberately run down and being sold off to property developers to convert to flats or demolish completely. Helen and John had lived in the area most of their lives and did not want this to happen. They loved the quirkiness of the building, the creaky feel of its age and the unpretentious atmosphere which starts to rub off on you the moment you walk in through the door. For about six months they reopened the pub with Taylor’s Landlord and sometimes a guest beer, but the familiar features had gone and so, by then, had the regulars. Instead, for a few years it became the most wonderful family home where they raised their two young sons.

Tragically and unexpectedly Helen died in January 2005, leaving us all completely stunned. John and I decided to reopen the pub immediately to generate income to support the boys, then aged six and seven. I laugh when I think back to it now but, having never even worked behind a bar before, I threw open the doors for business at twelve noon on Boat Race Day. It was phenomenal, terrifying, a pure baptism of fire; but it was also a huge success and we decided to make a real go of it. At first we just opened up at weekends while I wound up my own career but by May we were in full swing.

It’s a tough call in Putney. Surrounded by corporate chains, the Bricklayer’s Arms is a small fish in a very big pond and it has been a day-to-day struggle to survive; taking licensing exams, learning the trade on our feet and getting physically used to the long hours of the hardest work I have ever known. Again I laugh now but it was almost by chance that I discovered that the biggest changes in licensing law to happen to this country since the 1960s was about to come into being last year. Not only did I have to transfer the existing licence to my name but I also had six weeks to familiarise myself with the new law, a twenty-two page monster, and also to make the necessary applications and adjustments that other licensees had had two years to think about. I will be eternally grateful to Sergeant Ian McKenna, then head of licensing at Wandsworth Police Station, for talking me down off the ceiling on several occasions when my stress levels were sliding off the map. He sat patiently with me for hours tutoring me and writing ‘to do’ lists with me – pure comedy sketch.

We are immensely proud of what we have achieved so far in the circumstances  and, even on the dark days we’ve had, we fully realise how lucky we are to have this opportunity. Being a free house we can sell what we like, and what we like is Timothy Taylor’s real ale! Family connections with this divine brewery at Knowle Spring in Keighley have enabled us to work closely with their wonderful team. I recently visited them all up there and was treated to an extensive tour by Peter Eels, the head brewer. Step by step he took me through their fascinating brewing process. I shall never forget the smell of those huge vats of Landlord, frothing away like giant shepherd’s pies, nor the thorough tasting session in the cellar afterwards.

Our aim here at the Bricklayer’s Arms is simply to create a really good, independent pub, with pub grub as it should be, (there won’t be an olive oil drizzled sun dried tomato in sight, I promise); real, roaring log fire, friendly service, where the chances are you’ll be served by the people actually running the place; and a cosy and a relaxed atmosphere to escape the rat race. We are a genuine family-run pub – a rare breed nowadays.

We still have a long way to go. Old buildings are expensive to maintain and the down side of our independence of course is that we have no corporate financial backing. However, we’re not that bothered about this because we are passionate about what we’re trying to achieve. There are no plans to rip out the old bar to maximise profits, no plans to bombard our customers with advertising at every level, no plans to replace the oldest shove ha’penny board in Putney and the bar skittles with gambling machines; in short there are no plans to be modernised, sterilised or themed.

Wine bars are great but we detect a bit of a backlash in the air, a hankering for a return to the atmosphere of the real locals’ local, providing a community service at a time when pubs seem to receive nothing but bad publicity. Added to this, John and I, being family and having been through so much together, are absolutely united in striving for a common purpose. We actually genuinely get on with one another and don’t suffer the headaches of hierarchical management structures that can, and often do, destroy perfectly good pubs.

Response from the customers so far has been fantastic. The South West London branch of CAMRA recently met here and gave us the thumbs up, (although I’m surprised some of them could even find their thumbs after the amount of Ram Tam they supped that night). Peter Eels also repaid my visit to Yorkshire by coming in to see if we were serving his beer correctly! It was an experience which frightened me nearly half to death but he also gave us the firm nod of approval, which was a wonderful morale booster.

John and I feel tremendously optimistic about the Bricklayer’s Arms. As word gets out, sales are going up consistently and we know we’re on to something good here. To celebrate our first successful year of business we are offering a pint of Timothy Taylor’s for £2.00 to anyone who brings in a copy of this magazine. We are currently serving Landlord, Golden Best, Best Bitter and Ram Tam. We also have Budvar, Leffe and San Miguel on tap, together with a good selection of wines and spirits.

We’d love to hear your memories of the pub. Feel free to leave us a comment below.


Nermal · March 9, 2007 at 12:21 pm

A very inspirational read. Though I live just outside of London I’m determined to visit this pub simply because of the people who run it. A pint of Timothy Taylors Ram Tam would be a mere bonus 🙂

Simon Higgs · May 30, 2010 at 6:21 pm

Fantastic that you have resurrected part of my family history. My father grew up through the war years at The Bricklayers Arms. His uncle Edwin was the licencee until his death and my grandfather John then took over just after war broke out. My father recalls the police arresting a bookie’s runner for passing betting slips in the loos!
Good luck and we will visit soon.

DaftAida · October 30, 2011 at 1:38 am

A friend who lived in Putney most of her life introduced me to the Bricklayers’ Arms and I remember it best from meeting Helen and her husband; the stress certainly showed for Helen, juggling her career, motherhood and the revival of this pub. I was devastated to learn that Helen had died and that was the last I’d heard as my friend had moved to the coast. Delighted to learn that you all pulled through with such resounding success and as my friend is up for the weekend, we’ll definitely be visiting for a celebratory pint or two. Congratulations!

Dennis and Helen Rapley · February 23, 2012 at 8:28 pm

On 16th October 1968 we met in the Brick,we got married in 1971 and now retired on the Ilse of Wight.Without the Brick where would we be? We will look you up next time we go abroad.Coins in the gents urinal and great graffiti before it became “art”,the Duke Box never stopped nor did the police drugs raids (or so it seemed).Happy memories.The beer was dreadful by the way(Watney’s red barrel I think)but who cared then? We went for the friendship,music and noise,you couldn’t move,just like on the London Tube. Lager was a “ladies” drink and bottles were served cold from a small cold table topped by a pink shade.The street outside was always full of people but we had to go back inside some how when the police arrived(licensed premises Act). Chick and Bob were landlord and manager. Good luck and good health to you all.

Joseph Caliendo · August 30, 2012 at 4:20 pm

i used to go in there now and again during the 60s , it used to be a favourite drinking place of John Bindon and his mates

Brenda Tucker · March 5, 2013 at 2:52 pm

I spent my adolescence in the “Brick” with half a light lasting as long as possible c 1961. Revisiting with the “kids” only 52 years later this boat race day on my Freedom Pass. Ahhh fond memories

John Way · December 5, 2013 at 5:46 pm

Most fortunately stumbled across the Brick last night – and very pleasant discovery it was too… oasis for all real ale and real pub lovers !!

Will look forward to my return ….very soon

Ted Sieracki · January 28, 2014 at 11:58 pm

Thank you for giving new life to my ‘local’ of the 60s.
I remember fondly the wonderful times I had there and the interesting people I met. Yes, there was John Bindon and his ‘pals’ (they, kind of, looked after the place, keeping the peace), also many musicians and artists.
I watched Concord fly over, on it’s maiden voyage, from the tiny garden/yard.
I left there to go and watch the Stones play, in Hyde Park.
I visited once, a couple of years ago, and tried your real ales, all three were excellent! I spent a pleasant while chatting with John and some regulars.
Again, thank you. I’ve lived in Spain for the last 23 years, but, I’ll be visiting again, if I ever get back to London.

Anna Feuchtwang · May 6, 2014 at 12:52 pm

We visited your pub by chance at the end of a long walk down the river not liking the look of the bigger pubs right by the water. And really glad we did. The Bricklayers was empty – apparently there’d been a bit of a session the night before and only three ales were left. And all the crisps eaten too! So, all the signs of a good night. What was being served was delicious and we loved the atmosphere. Wish we had one like this in North London.

Stephen Worrell · October 25, 2014 at 3:28 pm

Great to see that the Brick is still going strong my Dad & Mum ( Bob & Kit Worrell) run the pub in the sixty’s and early seventy’s and i remember having some great times there

Gary · November 11, 2014 at 11:14 am

Becky a VERY VERY big thank you to you, David (who does not work there) and all your staff for the wonderful weekend over the Remembrance Sunday weekend. I know that I can speak for us all in giving you and your pub 10/10
See you next year if not before.
Gary & Julie

Mark redfern · December 23, 2014 at 5:14 pm

Mark , december 20 , 2014, swfc fans came in about 1-00pm found the pub very friendly with a good selection of beers. Being from yorkshire enjoyed the timothy taylor best bitter.

Ian havers · January 17, 2015 at 11:15 pm

Will be visiting on the 24th Jan when Bradford play Chelsea, we live just 4 miles from Timy Taylor brewery in Keighley . Landlord is the best beer in the UK. Can’t wait to visit,see you next Sat. Ian & Scott

Iain Lindsay · September 20, 2015 at 4:53 pm

I have very fond memories of the Bricklayers in the late 1970s. It was a pretty bohemian place. The late Bert Jansch, a much-acclaimed folk singer, drank in there frequently, as did Sam Mitchell who was a great blues guitarist. Both played regularly at that time in the nearby Half Moon in Upper Richmond Road.

Keith belson · December 31, 2015 at 12:55 am

Not only John Bindon who went out with Carol White from Up the Junction but it was the watering hole of Elkie Brooks. I used to frequent the place with my mate Rodney Lock and his girlfriend Marylyn Seerrs. The ceiling used to be covered with art made from the silver paper from fag packets. Magic place in the early sixties and late sixties!

Steve Worrell · December 31, 2015 at 5:26 pm

remember John Bindon drinking there in the early seventies ,also had a few drinks and laughs with one of the great train robbers (Gordon Goody )

Graham Hewitt · February 9, 2017 at 10:57 am

Used to frequent the Bricklayers in the late 1960’s. The excellent landlord was Danny Sullivan. He served on Baltic convoys during WW2. He had numerous Russian souvenirs and a collection of old boots which hung above the bar. We often played shove ha’penny on the board at the side of the bar, and one of my friends, Patricia, a student at the Royal Academy painting schools, did a painting of me and her then boyfriend playing shove ha’penny with herself seated at a table in the foreground. Patricia died recently and I found the picture in her studio. It was eventually sold to an old schoolfriend of hers.

Eleanor · October 18, 2017 at 11:46 am

My Dad grew up on Waterman Street in the 1940’s. His Dad spent a lot of time in The Bricklayers Arms and we grew up hearing stories about it from my Gran and My Dad.

Georgina sandford · December 27, 2017 at 4:27 pm

Reading this lovely history to my dad as my mum Jeanie Chubb and her friend Laureen used to be bar staff during Bob and Kits time I believe. Mum sadly passed when I was 9 I’m now 41 but my Dad wants to take Laureen to play the famous shove ha penny.I hope to come too

Rod Chunn · February 13, 2019 at 8:43 pm

I was born in Putney and lived there for over 20 years. My dad frequented this pub and I had my first (underage!) pint here in the very early Sixties.
I have been back a couple of years ago and hope to visit again soon in 2019 to sample some of Tim Taylor’s excellent brews. I’d also like to see some of the cats!!!

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