Artillery Arms

From Frikipedia

Pub near Old Street, and opposite a cemetery full of famous corpses.

As, indeed, is the Artillery Arms itself.

The stench of death is overpowering, particularly when combined with "that smell of them foreigners wot don't wipe their arses that you sometimes get on the bus", as Friki overheard a local commenting.

The pub itself stocks a fine range of Fullers ales, including Mr. Harpic, and also sells bitter lemon.

Friki noted that time was called at 10.50pm, perhaps so everyone could get safely out of the area before the living dead rise again.