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Here's to The Dog

Our local, the Dog and Six Stories (variously 'The Dog', 'The Dog and Yellow Sign', 'The Dog and Four Horsemen', ad infinitum), has shut down. I think it is being rebuilt as flats.

The Dog wasn't your typical London pub; or rather it was, in the sense that it had idiosyncrasies that we as locals came to almost delight in. The usually sparsely populated upstairs was a blessing if you wanted a quiet game of pool (on one of the five tables). They didn't serve food — but then they didn't mind if you brought some yourself. Even oily, smelly pizza from across the road.

More often than not, we'd be passing the Dog on the way to or from West Hampstead and step inside for a one. There are recycling bins just beside it as well, in case one needs an excuse to be going that way.