The other new pub to visit on the Euston Hexagon after the (yet again visited at the weeked for ruin) Dun-A-Ri was The Boot. The Boot from the outside is a quaint little place just off of Judd Street. Painted green, with darkish windows and a cute alley down the side – the Boot prides itself for having been in Dicken’s. Thgough, when you head inside, you are frantically trying to remember when exactly Dicken’s talked about tan coloured formica.

Football was on in there, and the locals looked with a small degree of horror at the fourteen or so punters on their way in. This is not the most welcoming of pubs, though the bloke behind the bar did best I don’t think they were used to hearing American accents in a boozer. The Dickens reference is explained in some detail on the wall, which also alluded to the formica. The solution to the problem was an “On This Site once sat a boozer….” that rocked up in Bleak House. And initially this looked like a bit of bleak house itself. Not a pub I’d pop in to, probably not a pub I would go back to, but certainly one of the most residential pubs I have ever seen in central London.