The Newman Arms is a pub with a lot of history. It’s believed to have once been a brothel, as well as the pub that’s featured in George Orwell’s 1984, and most notably, the place where we once had a little cry whilst waiting for our table at Circolo Popolare. You enter this proper old school boozer through a little passageway and you’ll immediately see sausage rolls on the bar, pints being poured, and inevitably some plastered colleagues. This place is not only home to enough wooden panelling to make Paul Bunyan weak at the knees, and they also serve a selection of really great pies, and a seriously tasty chorizo scotch egg.