Bradley’s Spanish Bar is a (tiny) hidden gem just off Oxford Street a million miles away from all the chain pubs in the area.
First things first, although it says it is a tapas bar on the sign outside, there is no food on offer. The toilets are also ‘an experience’, but these are the things that go to add to the charm of Bradley’s. The Bradley’s experience: It’s a bit tatty. It’s a bit run down. It will be difficult to get a seat. But for all that, it is simply one of the best bars in the area.
The vinyl-only jukebox is quite rightly regarded as the star of the bar and it definitely attracts an eclectic soundtrack to the night – punk to funk in one difficult step is commonplace. Add in the draught Spanish beers, the decor and the general quirkiness of a place that seems quite out of its time and place and you have a bar that is a real star. So much so, that in the summer the crowd spills outside and the whole street is quickly rammed.
Unique. Eccentric. Tacky. Dirty. Tiny. Unusual. Am I selling it to you? Not sure? But, I love it and if I was going to meet anyone in a bar near Tottenham Court Road this is the one I would suggest, especially if they had never been themselves.
Nobody forgets Bradley’s.