I have been drinking in the Duke's during the 60's, 70's, 80's & upto the early 2000's. No longer. There are no longer proper boozers in Putney, they are now gathering places for, seemingly, well heeled young & middle aged superanuated professionals & their so called life styles-whatever that may mean. My time there was based around Putney Town Rowing Club, a working man' club; there was also a weightlifing club on the top floor, a bowls club in the basement, the tradesmen rowing assc. etc. It was a very inclusive pub for young & old, all classes, trades & professions, crims. minor & major, people who obviously had problems but were no trouble, a grand piano in the river lounge, played on Sunday evenings. Five years ago I & some friends went to Duke's for drink to celebrate our reaching pension age, I did not really want to go as I had heard about the changes there, we had a pint & soon left, to go over to the Bricklayers Arms for a drink, it was still a decent Timothy Taylor boozer. A friend of mine from the 'Town' rowing club, Tony Owen, forever known as Oney Towen from when he spilt trouser over his beer died a few years ago. During his last years, in ill health, he still used to go to the Duke's on a Saturday & Sunday dinner time to meet his old rowing friends & shoot the breeze, for a slow beer, when he walked in through the once public bar area he counted the prams there, he got to 13. After wonderful memorial service in St. Mary's church on the riverside, we went back to the Dukes for a few pints & some grub in the first floor clubroom, family, old bar staff, rowing friends, people came in after work & gradually we came downstairs to the old public bar area, I went for a pee but was told it was now a nappy changing room! more friends came in & phoned other to come along;they were saying it was just like the old times, the Head races, regattas, a pot win, anything really. Since November 2012 I have returned three times, last night we, two girl friends, & I went to the Jolly Gardeners, dark, gloomy, sofa's, reserved tables, Mummies & children, Daddies holding babies, an indifferent pint, then we left. A look in the 'Brick', sofas, long empty tables, [last time we went there we sat at a small rickety table, it had a sign 'reserved 8:pm' had a flat pint& left]. We then went to the Duke's, no room to sit, public bar area full of kids & their Mums & Dads,the lounge was for eating only, no drinking only, went downstairs to the Boathouse cocktail bar [body's spinning in graves], kids, Daddies holding babies reserved tables & stools, sofas. I had not seen anyone older than myself & my two girl friends. On the way out I bumped into an old friend & riverside character, Chas Newens, we gave each other a few bear hugs then left, same age as me. To sum up,Putney has no proper boozers, perahaps the working class can no longer afford to go there, or they felt crowdedout by the incomers [not a darts board to be seen anywhere]. The place is completely homogenised for the incomers. Shame. Sincerely Mick Donovan read more