Alfie's is scrumptiously decorated like an old-fashioned hunting lodge. There are all kinds of dead things on the walls. Alfie once told me that he sent out a squadron of waiters to go gun down animals found on properties around West Hampstead. It was on the news and everything, though thankfully nobody was harmed. Still, Alfie had quite a bit of explaining to do, what with all the piles of dead terriers in the alleyway.
|Only a few pets were harmed in the making of this photo.|
If you find yourself at Alfie's, do order the Anti, which is the biggest drink they offer. Enjoy it with a group of friends. It will, as the name suggests, turn you into rather a saboteur, both of your good time and your sex in general. Though it will also, as the hunting lore indicates, make you as biddable as a pack of checked hounds.
|That's Alfie in the middle. Later on, he shagged Fi in the ladies'.|