Just by way of an aside .

When I was left school I had a job (not much of a job) in the City and used to travel in by train to Liverpool Street.

From time to time I'd be dragged (kicking and screaming of course)into Dirty Dicks for a pint or two before getting the train home. There were all sorts of mementos and stuff hanging from the ceiling and on the walls.

I don't think the drinking school mentioned here can have bee the onlt such recorded at Dirty D's. My father had a pie smokers pen knife stamped "Dirty Dicks" which he probably got from there.

BTW it was still there a few years ago when I happened to be up that way.

Dave