They say this was the Duke of Wellington’s local bar and the unofficial clubhouse for his regiment, hence the battlefield artifacts on display, and they also say someone was beaten to death here for cheating at cards, hence the routine ghost sightings. This tiny plank-floored pub/restaurant, pretty as a picture in a cobbled mews, comes off like a boozer in some tiny upcountry village, with only 15 places at its island bar, part of which is still faced with its original pewter top. The clientele these days skews toward an international mix of students and businessmen. The pub is also unjustly known for its freshly mixed Bloody Marys (overrated). Find this secret place by heading down Grosvenor Crescent from Hyde Park Corner station, hanging a hard right upon arriving at Belgrave Square onto Wilton Crescent, and taking your first right on Wilton Row.