Established in 1828 by William Crockford, this swanky, exclusive casino started as a club for the elite and prestigiously upward rich folk. To this day, Crockfords Club remains as an ultra exclusive club for those who have the kind of money that allows such fancy thoughts to cross their mind.
Although it seems that this casino would spend its time marketing its own fancy wine and personalised casino chips, it leaves the imagination at the door with the pretense of being a very exclusive gaming club. Sure it has the table games that are fancy and the paintings on their walls that give the splendour of old-time colonial India grandness, it lacks the honest favour of a gambling house in general. More like a gaming salon that simply forgot that interior design had something to consider.
Their terrace above the London skyline is a reminder of how the city has changed around the casino and doesn’t give any fantasy to the idea of escape. Rather people know they are still in the city of London among the dregs of society. The most disturbing aspect of the casino is their website which seems to overstate the issue of staged photos to the degree of sad advertising.
On a positive note, the best part of the Crockfords experience may as well be the overall exclusive feel for all who join. Their lounge can be booked for business meeting for out-of-towners but the concept leaves much to the imagination as to how the powerpoint presentation can be solved when so many pictures adorining the walls can save any well-planned meeting.
This opinion may digress into much bantor though the idea that a casino should have anything other than entertaininment for the client escapes notice while reviewing this brick and mortar gamehouse. In all respect, it is curious that William Crockford would have insisted on keeping their casino a bit more lively.