Adelaide must have been a thoroughly queen-and-country sort of place back in 1838, when the British Hotel started pouring beers. In fact, Queen Victoria was into just her second year of throne-sitting. The city is much more republican these days, but nostalgia endures at this endearing old-timer. Red bricks and sandstone, cricket on the TV, open fires, fish and chips, meaty ales on tap – the vibe here is very ‘Blighty’, even when it’s 42° outside. But regardless of your stance on the Commonwealth, the British remains a charming option for a beer or a bar meal (all-day menu) on the North Adelaide backstreets. Kids are welcome and there are sunny footpath tables.
