We recently decided to take our afternoon walk in a more (for want of a better word) posh direction. So off we trotted to Dulwich Village.
For those of you who are not aware of this pretty little spot, think of an upmarket town in the Shires and then imagine it dropped slap bang in-between Catford, Peckham and Brixton.
If nothing else it’s worth a visit just to have a good nose at the plush houses. Every once in a while the kind owners may leave the curtains open and the lights on, so that you can have a good old gawp at their fancy kitchens (note: Man About a Dog Blog does not in any way condone snooping or peeping Tom-ing, just good old fashioned appreciation of interior design).
But the real reason for us dog lovers to visit begins with the exquisite Dulwich Park. There is almost 31 hectares of wide open spaces to be explored here, and if your dog is anything like Grenson, they will attempt to sniff/wee on every hectare.
Our favourite part is the nature walk that goes all around the outer edge of the park, but venturing into the centre to check out the pond is also well worth your while.
Of course the greatest thing about a nice big long walk around a beautiful spacious park such as this, is the fact that you can then feel totally justified in visiting the pub!
This brings us to the second reason to visit Dulwich Village. The magnificent Crown and Greyhound.
This is a proper big old London pub. You can totally imagine horse drawn carriages pulling in for the night on their journey into London.
I love all the dark wood interiors and the ornate ceilings. It’s definitely the type of pub that you could lose yourself in for an entire afternoon. Literally, actually. It’s huge, with not only a large seating area out front, but an even bigger one out back.
It’s a perfect spot for a summer pint, but I have to admit that I’m particularly partial to visiting here during the cold months to enjoy a winter ale and bar snacks in one of the nooks and crannies that you can find indoors.
Oh and what’s that you say? Tell me more about these bar snacks? OK then, I will. They are flipping wondrous!!
Hannah went for the fish croquettes and a cup of tea, but none of that fancy stuff for me thank you very much. If someone is offering me a plate of pork crackling, then I am having a plate of pork crackling and nothing, nor no one, is going to stop me! The marmalade/apple sauce thingy to dip them into was pure genius. I admit that by the time I finished the plate I was beginning to feel a little sick, but it was well worth it!
Oh, and we also spotted comedy superstar Micky Flanagan sipping a pint in there too. He left quite early though so he mustn’t have been ‘out, out’ (an in-joke for Micky fans there).
So there you go. I can’t guarantee that you’ll see a comedy celebrity when you visit but if you’re up for property porn and plates of pork you can’t go far wrong.
The Man and the Dog.