Belushis

This definitely is not the pub you want to go to in Greenwich. Unless you want something cheap, full of young people and very noisy. Conveniently located right at the entrance of the train station, which makes it a popular spot. It also has a hostel above, and many guests hang out in the pub at night.
I was staying in the hostel for a few days whilst moving to a new flat. So when back from work one day, I just needed a pint to unwind a bit. Nothing special there, good selection of beers on tap and 4 sports screens. Maybe I went there for the wrong occasion, I will give it a try again during a game or maybe with friends. The experience may be different then.
Average pub, cheap pint, good music at night. But the place is not the cleanest you will find, and the staff is not the most sympathetic either… This pub is a real exception to the beauty of Greenwich, sadly. Give a try, you might have a better experience that I had!

Oh how I wish I had read the reviews here before visiting. Food was terrible. Atmosphere terrible. Karaōke… Not bad compared to everything else there. I would not suggest anyone ever eating at this establishment ever under any circumstances… Ever. The only thing that would make it worse is if the food that I ate gave me food poisoning, which seems likely at this point.

I had the same palaver here. Came up to London for the weekend to see Greenwich with my mates and came to this dive first. There was some older woman serving started to sing at us and started telling us to watch for a mouse called Keith who was a local celebrity that danced on the counter top! I have never been in a place like this before. She gave us a packet of crisps and told us to bait the mouse and started to sing a song at the coffee machine where it lives apparently. I think she must have been under stress or just downright mad. Anyway, the other few punters seemed to enjoy this banter but for us it did not work. I never saw Keith the mouse after all this hassle, but would have thought telling complete strangers about a vermin problem not a wise move. Probably Keith the mouse might have been a nice mouse, but what he’s doing in this dump is anybodys guess. The beer on draught was nasty by the way.

When I was awaiting my drink, I spotted a mouse diving down the back of the coffee machine. I told the lady who was getting me my beverage to be told that it was a member of staff and it’s name was Keith. I just could not believe the reaction. I got my drink (thankfully in the bottle, as I refused a glass) and went to a distant table. The same elderly Scotttish lady that served me came to my table with a potted plant and said it would liven the place up a bit. It was very nice of her to try but it did not help. Perhaps the potted plant may have made Keith the mouse feel more at home, but not me. I was only one of three customers in the bar, so I suspect she picked on me as the other two were swearing loudly at the bar and wanted to keep out of their way. Anyway, I finnished my drink and left them all too it mouse and all. If visiting Greenwich as I was, I think this place is best to give a miss. I think this chain has a place in Berlin, so for the novelty value I will visit when I get home. Should be worth a laugh I think.

Agree with Grassman. I dont know why this place is in business. People have become a little more discerning these days where they spend the pound and the service, grime and rubbish lying around is quite unbelievable. When I was there, people were loafing half dressed, bare footed feet on seats like it was a homeless peace camp. One guy was fast asleep. A real example of what the bar trade in London has fallen too in the hands of chain brands.

If I could rate this place lower than one star I would, my Wife and I were looking for somewhere to enjoy a breakfast and we sat down in Belushi’s looking forward to a stack of pancakes and bacon. Five minutes later having been ignored by the staff, not so much as a «hello», we got up and walked out. It’s not even that they were busy, there were only a couple of other tables taken.
Avoid like the plague is my advice, we shall certainly never be visiting again.