Ep 35 Mayfair Pubs Pt2 - The Grapes, The King's Arms, The Chesterfield Arms, The Audley, The Punch Bowl

In this second episode on Mayfair we cover The Grapes & The Kings Arms @ Shepherd Market, The Chesterfield Arms, The Audley Public House & The Punch Bowl

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Google map with pubs covered in previous episodes pinned, courtesy of Andy Meddick:

https://www.google.com/maps/d/u/4/edit?mid=12c-WKa3XiT1qTLydK8psZocUR7Y_Wes&usp=sharing

Or TinyURL: https://tinyurl.com/bduca5dv

The following resources are referenced or quoted frequently in these episodes:

• Ted Bruning  -- Historic Pubs of London (ISBN 978-0658005022) and London By Pub (ISBN 978-0658005022)
• Wikipedia
• https://londonspubswherehistoryreallyhappened.wordpress.com/  by Ann Laffeaty 

Additionally, the  following resource(s) were used / quoted in this episode:

Shepherds Market

https://www.aladyinlondon.com/2015/12/shepherd-market-restaurants-shops-pubs.html

Maurice Gorham - Back to the Local (ISBN 978-0571386987)

Ye Grapes & Kings Arms

https://www.mayfair-london.co.uk/listing/ye-grapes/

https://yegrapesmayfair.co.uk/

https://www.greeneking.co.uk/pubs/greater-london/kings-arms-mayfair

Chesterfield Arms

https://camra.org.uk/pubs/chesterfield-arms-london-128807

Audley Public House

https://www.hauserwirth.com/news/39561-art-at-the-audley-and-mount-st-restaurant-in-london/

https://camra.org.uk/pubs/audley-london-128809

Punch Bowl

Paul Jennings, The Local:  A History of the English Pub (ISBN 978-0-7524-5939-4)

https://whatpub.com/pubs/WLD/16235/punch-bowl-london

Intro Music:  Vivaldi - Spring Allegro by John Harrison w/ the Wichita State University Chamber Orch.

Photo:  LondonDailyPhoto

Website: https://historiclondonpubcast.com/

E-mail: hosteric@historiclondonpubcast.com

Transcript

Welcome to this episode of The Historic London Pubcast. I'm Eric Blair, and I'd like to take you on a journey through the rich history of London's iconic pubs. My goal is to share with you my passion for the great old pubs of London. I want to give you some facts to help you appreciate the history of these hallowed establishments mixed in with some fun stories that make it all go down as smooth as a well poured pint.

Our episode today is our second one on Mayfair, so I've come up with a creative title, Mayfair Two. We've covered the general history of Mayfair in our First Episode,but today I would like to begin with the history of what you might call a sub area of Mayfair - Shepherd's Market. Wiki tells us,

“Shepherd market is a small precinct in Mayfair in the West End of London, featuring two business lined squares, it is between Piccadilly and Curzon Street, and has a village like atmosphere. It was built up between 1735 and 1746 by Edward Shepherd on the open ground then used for the animal fair from which Mayfair derives its name.” 

This, “Precinct,” as Wiki calls it, has had a libertine past. In the 1920s onward, it was the home to well-known writers and other artists moving on from there toward the 40s and up through the 80s. Shepherd Market seemed to relive the arc of the original Mayfair over three centuries before. That is generally regarded as a fine idea at first, but falling into dodgy activities and becoming regarded as over the top. Writing about the first pub we will visit, Ye Grapes, Blogger Ann Lafferty makes a comment about the pub that also gives you an idea about the character of the neighborhood,

“For many years it was big in the sex trade, and Shepherd Market was immortalized in the 1980s as a place where politician and author Jeffrey Archer met sex worker Monica Coghlan, an encounter that led to a scandal and eventually his incarceration. Did they pop into Ye Grapes? Probably.” 

Okay. Thanks, Ann. Maurice Gorham, writing in the 1940s, gives us the point of view of a traditionalist seeing the new wave of culture change occur,

“The West End, of course, is more apt than some districts to suffer from the incursions of what we used to call the ‘Bright Young People.’ What I now think of as the ‘Flash Trade.’ This menace has receded since the pre-war days, when the smart people were discovering the pubs, and the craze for darts even brought them swarming into the public bar. It was a terrible thing to see this happening to a pub if it persisted. The old regulars abandoned the pub, brewers redecorated it and the staff changed. At this stage, the Bright Young People often deserted it for another, leaving a wreck behind. The worst of all these tragedies was that of The Running Horse in Shepherd market, which I can remember when it was a decent, straightforward plate and glass mahogany back street pub. This unfortunate house attracted the wrong sort of bright people, and the end of it all was the extinction of the license.”

Okay, is this just ‘old dude talk’ or does he have a point? Maybe it's a bit of both. I chose to quote that passage because it speaks to the ongoing issue that many pubs face, balancing between preserving tradition and the need to update to accommodate change.

It is certain that we will continue to see how this challenge is met. As we examine more pubs, The Running Horse story in Mayfair, however, did not end in the late 1930s. A chapter was added when a major redo of what might have been the oldest pub in Mayfair, The Coach and Horses at 50 Davies Street, was completed in 2013. When the refurbished pub emerged, it took the name The Running Horse. The new pub got good reviews and was described as, “The area's most modern, old-fashioned pub.” It was a Gastropub with a horse racing theme. It seemed to me a happy ending to the tale, keeping the name alive as a tribute to the old pub that was in Shepherd's Market, and an example of how tradition and modernization can both be accommodated.

But alas, I was putting the final touches on this tale, and I found the new pub had closed after ten years of operation late 2023 or early 2024. RIP Running Horse, Mayfair, but there is good news. Shepherd Market has handled modernization better than the unfortunate Running Horse. Today, it is an upscale boutique playing area that some say is an oasis from the shopping mania of Bond Street.

aladyinlondon.com puts it well, 

“There's something mysteriously alluring about Shepherd market, tucked away in a tiny pocket of Mayfair. It's a little village hidden in the heart of central London. But even more intriguing is its ability to be home to some of London's hottest restaurants, best shops and coziest pubs, while also seeming to hide some of the city's most clandestine businesses down dark little alleys and secret squares. I have been to Shepherd Market before, and I've always dipped in to have a pint at Ye Grapes, my favorite pub in Mayfair, or dinner at one of the many restaurants dotted through the area, but now I'm back to spend a bit more time in Shepherd Market, lingering in shop lined alleys and loitering in the 18th Century squares to learn more about how Mayfair’s former red light district has managed to be so many things to so many people.”

Thanks aladyinlondon.com. In the article linked in the notes, she goes on to review her favorite haunts around Shepherd Market. Fun read. We'll get her favorite pub here in just a minute. One more thing about Shepherd Market. Just a bit over to the side, a one-minute walk away is Nine Curzon Place, Flat 12, where Cass Elliot (that’s Mama Cass), died on July 28th, 1974. The flat belonged to Musician Harry Nilsson and the tragedy continued. Keith Moon, Drummer for The Who, died at the same flat four years later on September 7th, 1978. 

Nilsson's work and interests took him to the United States for extended periods, and while he was away, he lent his place to numerous musician friends.

During one of his absences. Singer Cass Elliot, formerly of the Mamas and the Papas, and a few members of her tour group, stayed at the apartment while she was performing solo at The London Palladium.Following a strenuous performance with encores, the next morning, Elliot was discovered in one of the bedrooms, dead of heart failure at age 32 on September 7th, 1978.

The Who Drummer Keith Moon returned to the same room in the apartment after a night out, and died again at age 32 from an overdose of a prescribed anti-alcohol drug. Nilsson, distraught over another friend's death in his apartment and having little need for the property, sold it to Moon's bandmate Pete Townsend and relocated to Los Angeles. That's a sad story.

Sorry, but it is part of the market's history. I know, I know, you're asking, when are we going to get out of Shepherd's Market and into a pub? The answer right now, Ye Grapes, at 16 Shepherd's Market. Now, remember, the, ‘The’ in the name is spelled the old way, ‘Y E.’ You will hear a lot of folks pronounce it as, “YE,” but we pub history fans know better, don't we? Ted Bruning in Historic Pubs of London tells us about this pub's racy past, 

“The Grapes went up on the corner of Shepherd Market in 1882. The market itself had long been gone by then, and the area was given over to pleasure. Cattle Bar at The Grapes was so named because livestock was traded there, but not the sort you find in country pastures. Oh my. The amount of prostitution in the Victorian era was astonishing, and the perverse result of the very strictness of Victorian public morals. The Grapes could have been purpose built for this commerce, and probably was the most prominently cited of Shepherd Markets pubs. Its brilliantly lit exterior must have attracted those pleasure seekers who strayed into the otherwise dimly lit market, as a candle attracts moths. 

Inside as a number of fireplaces surviving attests, the pub was divided into small, intimate spaces, which Magistrates often tried to ban as, “Conducive to vice.” The polished wood, brilliant glass, and rich fabrics contribute to the ambiance of foreign opulence. Today, The Grapes has a gun room theme, unifying the huge random collection of bric a brac that adorns the walls. Cross skulls, matching flint locks, and a rather good long case clock complement the myriad of remnants stuffed and mounted on plaques or in cases of things that once walked, flew or swam.”

He concludes,

“Today's grapes is an excellent free house with a fine range of ales and equally good food.”

 The website mayfair-london.co.uktells us of the pub's history in a little gentler fashion,

“The Grapes has a history that stretches back to 1742, originally opening its doors as the Market Coffee House, it underwent a significant transformation to become The Grapes in 1882. The establishment has been a cornerstone of London's pub scene, maintaining its historic charm while adapting to the taste and preferences of modern patrons.”

Side note. That's a nice way to say that Victorian patrons and modern patrons had differing expectations as they entered as to what the pub would provide. Back to the description, 

“The interior, with its dark wooden paneling and unique grape decorations, offers a nod to its storied past, providing a cozy and inviting atmosphere and feels like stepping back in time. Despite its evolution, The Grapes remains a beloved spot among both locals and tourists. Known for its welcoming vibe and rich heritage.” 

Final historic tidbits come from the pub's website,and tell us that a few name changes have happened over the years,

“Established in the heart of Shepherd market in 1742, the Market Coffee House was renamed The Grapes in 1782, then The Bunch of Grapes in 1827, followed by The Sun Court.”

So, The Grapes with the old YE spelling - the final name change must have happened at the completion of the big remodel in 1882. 

Okay, let's move down a block or so from Shepherd Market, and we will reach our next pub in about a minute, The King's Arms. Now, in first referring to this pub, you certainly need to identify it as, “The one in Shepherd Market.” There are about 15 pubs and even a hotel in London named The King's Arms. This is a Greene King pub with the briefest history. First licensed in 1742, called The Three Jolly Butchers until 1785, the present pub dates from 1967. Nice pub, but not a lot of history, but definitely pint worthy. If you pop in and do make some history, let me know. Of course, only after all the court proceedings are finalized, please. 

Next one up, The Chesterfield Arms, another one minute away pub. This pub density is great, isn't it? CAMRA gives us the intro.,

“Smallish corner pub in the historic Shepherd Market area, frequented by tourists, with an upstairs restaurant and a function room. Four hand pumps usually include a house Bitter. The food menu offers fresh seasonal dishes and pub classics. Licensed in 1737 and known variously as The Ducking Pond, Dog and Duck and The Crown until 1769, it then became The Chesterfield Arms. It carried that name for the next 169 years, until a rebuilt in 1938, and it emerged as The New Chesterfield Arms. It was still the New Chesterfield Arms when Maurice Gorham wrote his postwar book in 1949, but sometime since then has dropped the new and adopted just the original name. It got some fame during World War Two, when it became the main drinking haunt for the Fighter Command due to its proximity to the RAF Club in Piccadilly. Cheers to you, heroes of the Battle of Britain! The pub is likely named for the street and that was named for Lord Chesterfield. There were several of those dudes, but the namesake is most likely Philip Dormer Stanhope, fourth Earl of Chesterfield, 1694 to 1773.”

Wiki summarizes him as,

“A British statesman, Diplomat, Man of Letters and, acclaimed wit of his time.”

It does a fairly lengthy write up on him. Some interesting points that jumped out at me are,

“After retiring from politics, he still dabbled a bit as an elder statesman. He wrote a full critique of The Stamp Act, you know, the one that drove the colonists crazy and ultimately resulted in boxes of tea floating in Boston Harbor. In 1755, he and Samuel Johnson had a dispute over Johnson's Dictionary of the English Language. Eight years previously, Johnson had sent Chesterfield an outline of his dictionary, along with a business offer to promote the proposed work. Chesterfield agreed and invested 10 pounds. Ultimately, Johnson was disappointed at the lack of interest in the project from Chesterfield during compilation of his dictionary. Upset with what he saw as a lack of support from an avowed man of letters and a patron of literature, Johnson wrote what is termed, “The Letter to Chesterfield,” which dealt with the dynamics of the Patron-Artist relationship. Chesterfield was not offended by the letter, but rather was impressed by its language. After receiving it, he displayed it on a table for visitors to read, and, according to a friend, said, “This man has very great powers.” And then he pointed out the severest passages and observed how well they were expressed.”

Wow! Good guy this Chesterfield, not full of himself! The first leather Chesterfield sofa with this distinctive deep buttoned quilted leather upholstery and lower seat base is believed to have been commissioned by Lord Chesterfield. Consequently, in the UK, the word ‘Chesterfield’ now describes such a sofa with arms and back of the same height, but here's the big one, ready for it? Yuengling and Son Brewery, of Pottstown, Pennsylvania, produces a beer named Lord Chesterfield Ale named after him. The Double Crown! A pub and a beer named after you on two continents! It doesn't get any better than that. 

The Chesterfield Arms gets good reviews for its pub and restaurant service. Nice traditional styling, it looks like a really pleasant place to stop for some refreshment. If you were a fan of the British Writer W. Somerset Maugham, like I am, you will be interested to know that this could well have been his local. Maugham lived at Six Chesterfield Street between 1911 and 1919, where two of his most famous novels, Of Human Bondage and The Moon and Sixpence, were written. This is only a six-minute walk away. If he did drop by, my money says he ordered Gin. 

We talked about that fashion icon of his day, Beau Brummell, in the last episode. After he moved away from close to the pub we were covering in that episode, he took up residence at Four Chesterfield Street, just two numbers down from where Maugham was to live.

200 years later, I don't want to put words in Beau’s mouth, but I think he would have something to say about our next pub. I'll get to that in a bit. 

Okay. Up and out now on the Shanks Ponies to The Audley Public Houseabout a ten-minute walk north at 41 Mount Street. Get ready. This is a posh place, and I mean that in a good way, and it is only gotten more so in the last few years. Ted Bruning in Historic Pubs of London gives us this intro written 25 years ago, 

“The Audley is one of the most upmarket pubs in the West End. It is full of well-heeled tourists from America and Japan, who bring high expectations along with their dollars and yen, and the highly professional staff are well capable of meeting their demands, and if the place feels more like a bar of a first rate hotel than a pub, that's because the competition it has to be is the kind of hotel just around the corner, but it is a pub. A marvelous new French confection of red brick and pink terracotta, designed by the Architect Thomas Verity and built by brewer Watneys on the site of The Bricklayers Arms, a pub notoriously of low repute in 1889.” 

Ted goes on to talk about how the Duke of Westminster, whose Grosvenor Estate held the freehold (in other words, the land the pub was on) put pressure on brewing company Watneys, 

“Watneys owned and ran the old pub, The Bricklayers Arms. The Duke said they had to demolish it and rebuild something more respectable. Either that or the lease would not be renewed.

Big problem. And they solved it. Like all corporations solve big problems. They threw money at it. They brought in Thomas Verity to do the design. Verity cut his teeth working for the government agency that erected the South Kensington Museum and the Royal Albert Hall, but he made his bones in theater design and construction. The Criterion, Royalty, Novelty, Folly, Scala and comedy theaters were all his work. Other sources give us a couple of other interesting historical nuggets. The Duke not only insisted on rebuild, but that afterwards it would be called The Audley Hotel.”

That was the name that Maurice Gorham used when he mentioned it in his 1949 book, but by the time of Ted's writing, it was just The Audley. A couple of near-misses occurred along the way.

CAMRA tells us,

“Many original features remain here, or have been superbly replaced after World War Two bomb damage, but the windowpanes are more recent, having been blown out by another bomb attack in 1975 at a nearby restaurant.”

Writing in 1998, Ted concludes with this paragraph,

“Despite the ornate exterior with its fantastically carved stonework, the keynote inside is cool restraint. The mahogany and glass partitions, which once broke the pub into snugs, are long gone and the interior today is pleasantly airy and indeed almost austere in its restrained ornamentation. A distinctly superior place.”

Remember I promised to channel Beau Brummell’s take on The Audley? Well, although he missed the rebuild of The Audley by over a century and a half, I think he would have approved the classic simplicity and understated interior architecture.

Beau rejected the ornate, brightly colored and excessively detailed clothing popular among the Aristocracy of his time. He championed simplicity. Unlike the pub, The Footman, which he lived near to over on Charles Street. This place was sufficiently worthy of his presence, and could have been as local if we could have gotten the time sync right. 

So fast forward 20 years from Ted's write up, the pub now is in the hands of Iwan and Manuela Wirth, Swiss Founders of the renowned Hauser & Wirth galleries. What's next for The Audley? Well, bring in the French Architecture firm Le Clos. Turn them loose and tell them not to forget that the Owners like paintings. The result in 2022 is an impressive redo that most reviewers say takes the art to a new level.

Hauser & Wirth’s website proudly describes some of the new features. Let me take a bit from that, 

“British Artist Valeria Barlow, known for taking inspiration from her surroundings to create extraordinary installations, has created a spectacular ceiling commissioned for London's newest pub. A collage mosaic of hand-painted paper in a range of colors that are exuberant and joyful. The forms in Barlow's ceiling are inspired by the curvature of the pub's windows. “It's very active in its relationship to the pub environment, but not in a way that somehow spoils it,” says Artist Barlow. “I love the idea of impacting the environment and making people feel that it was almost natural that it was there.” The pub walls display notable artworks to complement the new ceiling, but the famous stuff is reserved for the upstairs Mount Street restaurant. American Artist Rashid Johnson has created a new commission titled, “Broken Floor” for the restaurant. “A Palladio mosaic comprised of different types of marble that allows guests to explore it, stand or interact with it physically in ways they traditionally haven't had the opportunity,” says Artist Johnson.””

If you need to look up or the Palladio mosaic is like I did, you will find that it's a type of mosaic flooring technique characterized by the use of large, irregular or custom cut slabs of stone, typically marble.

“The walls are bursting with a collection of artwork, including pieces by Lucian Freud, Andy Warhol, Henri Matisse and others.”

Some place! It definitely ticks the A for architecture in my AALP System, as well as the second A for Antiquity, being a respectable 135 years old. I haven't been there, but it sounds like a place definitely to check out. When I go, I think I'll reserve a table in the name of Mr. Brummell. First initial B. 

Okay, as we leave the splendor of The Audley and return to the street, let's talk about a famous resident. Or maybe I should say just a resident of note. Not an everyday name, but I love this guy’s story.

At 95 Mount Street was a Tailor Shop run by one Doug Hayward. Doug’s story is a classic tale of grit, charm and talent overcoming humble beginnings. Born in Kensington in 1934 to working class parents, his dad cleaned BBQ boilers and buses, and his mom worked in a munitions factory. Hayward grew up in Hayes, west London, far from the glamor of Mayfair tailoring. Leaving school at 15, he stumbled across tailoring simply because it sounded like a trade where no one could judge him. 

He didn't know a single tailor. What he did know was hard work, and it wasn't long before he was crafting suits after hours, while apprenticing by day. His unmistakably Cockney accent was a liability in the snooty world of Savile Row, shedding him out of jobs in the very heart of British tailoring, but Hayward turned what some saw as a weakness into a superpower, winning over Actors, Musicians and Film Stars with his easygoing style and razor-sharp wit.

Michael Caine would later say that Hayward was the inspiration for his character Alfie, the charming, working-class Londoner who could mix with the elite but never lost his roots. By the late 1960s, Hayward was dressing icons like Caine, Steve McQueen and Mick Jagger, operating his Mayfair salon like a Gentleman's Club. Part Tailor, part hangout. Always buzzing with famous faces.

Way to go, Doug. Inspiring story. Anything can happen with hard work and a dream. Maybe even a humble Yank can produce a credible podcast on historic pubs of London. 

Off now three minutes away to a pub named The Punchbowl at 41 Farm Street. This land was owned by the rich Landowner Lord Berkeley. The area was originally an agricultural service and then transitioned to a site for his stables.

The pub came along in 1729 and therefore likely drew its patrons significantly from Lord Berkeley's workers. The Berkeley we are talking about who owned and developed the land was William Berkeley, fourth Baron Berkeley of Stratton. He is credited with being a Judge and a Politician, and he died in 1741. Blogger Ann Lafferty, in her site London Pubs Where History Really Happened,speculates a little and I love it,

“The pub was no doubt the drinking den of Lord Berkeley's footman, butlers and stable hands. Perhaps they used to meet here to grumble about their employer. Whether or not he was a good boss is unknown, but it's no secret that the derogatory word Berk comes from Berkeley, as does the even more derogatory Cockney rhyming slang term Berkeley Hunt. I'll leave it to you to work that one out.” 

Thanks, Ann. The building is Grade II listed, so hopefully we won't see replaced by expensive condos any time soon. Okay, what about the name The Punchbowl? If we go back to the last half of the 1600s, spirits were not largely consumed. There was importing of French Brandy until 1789, when the war stopped, that the demand for spirits turned to domestic producers. That, and Parliament's view to accommodate domestic distilling as a way to support agriculture resulted in a big uptick in spirit consumption. Existing drink establishments naturally took to selling spirits. Surveys of London in 1720 and 30 show that about half of the spirit retailers were established Publicans. Spirits were made into punch by mixing with hot water, milk and flavoring with sugar, lemons and spices.  Both coffee houses and specialized punch houses sold it from around the beginning of the 18th Century.

Various writings tell us about punch drinking. A contemporary writer focusing on the city side of London mentions drinking punch at a coffee house, 

“At this time in 1763, Boswell drank three three penny bowls of punch at Ashleys Punch House.”

And finally, the proceedings of The Old Bailey make reference to the drinking of punch.

So, punch seems to be maybe a working man's drink of choice. Very cost effectively, most likely. So, The Punchbowl is a good name for a place that gets a lot of business by selling the stuff. But at some point, along the road, politics reared its ugly head. Somehow, punch became the preferred drink of the Whig party, contrasting with the Tories, who were said to favor Claret. As a result, from the end of the 17th Century onward, displaying a punch bowl on a pub sign or naming the establishment, The Punchbowl became a way for the pub to signal its allegiance to the Whig Party. It functioned as a kind of party badge to attract patrons who shared those political leanings. Since Whig political base tended to be more of the new money, and the Tories were landed gentry or old money, it's not clear to me why Lord Berkeley would have a Whig leaning pub name. Maybe that last political bit is all nonsense and the lads just went there to drink punch. So, what else do you call it? In 2014, it was reported that there were over 100 pubs in the UK still named The Punchbowl, but only one in London. So, from that, we might conclude that punch in its day was more popular in the rural areas.

This makes sense to me because remember, until the coming of the Industrial Revolution, roads, the only way to transport goods, were nothing less than absolutely terrible. If you were a Publican out in the country, it would be far easier to mix a punch from your supply of spirits than to wait for the beer wagon to make it through the slush.

The Punchbowl in Mayfair, CAMRA tells us,

“Was recorded as licensed in 1786 and rebuilt in 1792 after a fire. It served as a Magistrates Court in its early days, and was later home to the last public bar in Mayfair. In the 19th and early 20th centuries it was a favorite haunt of the servants employed by the large houses in Grosvenor Square.”

So same name, same location, decades and centuries pass. Quenching the thirst of hard-working blokes, but the pub was thrown into the celebrity limelight after the turn of the millennium, when Director Guy Ritchie and his wife, Singer Madonna, proclaimed the pub as their local in 2004 and actually bought the pub a few years later. In their divorce, Ritchie got the pub and continued ownership. Celebs popped by. David Beckham, Robert Downey Jr, Leonardo DiCaprio, Justin Timberlake and Jude Law, along with Princes William and Harry, but all of this became a bit much. Complaints by local residents about the noise and other disturbances led to a review of the pub's license, with some restrictions imposed by the Westminster City Council in December of 2009. Celebrity involvement was not all bad though. In the same month, the City Council took its action December of 2009, an eBay auction benefiting charity was held for the opportunity to have a pint with Guy Ritchie at The Punchbowl. It went for 2,200 pounds at that price. I hope Guy sprung for the round. By 2013 it was reported that Guy had sold his interest in the pub.

It was refurbished and reopened in 2014. Like all Mayfair pubs, The Punchbowl features its food menu prominently. You might want to check it out. Pictures show a nice interior. Lots of dark wood. Seems like a nice place to quaff a bit of thirst, and there are likely no more noisy celebs to bother you while you do.

Well, that brings us to the end of this episode. We covered five pubs and walked a little bit over a half mile. Once again, thank you for listening. Be sure to like, thumbs up, subscribe, and all that, as you see fit. Drop me a line in the email listed in the notes hosteric@historiclondonpubcast.com if the notion strikes you, and finally, be sure to check out Andy's map, also linked in the notes,It has all the pubs covered in these episodes. 

Okay, until next time then, Cheers!