This very well-concealed pub (in a little yard just off Hatton Garden) is genuinely ancient; historic, quirky and atmospheric, replete with the panelling and pokey nooks and crannies you’d expect in such a place. If you don’t spot the sign on the lamp post in Hatton Garden pointing into the alleyway, you’ll walk straight past it. The best quirk about it is that until recently, Ye Old Mitre was not, technically speaking, part of London, but in ancient Cambridgeshire, so the City of London police had no jurisdiction there (cf. ‘The Victoria Vanishes’)
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