Walking up St John Street, Islington, on my way back from the library, I noticed that this pub has changed its name to Dame Alice Owen. It has had several previous names, the last I remember being the Blacksmith and Toffee Maker.

The halcyon era of the traditional pub, which some of us still remember, is long gone, what with the public’s changing tastes, the smoking ban and cheap supermarket beer. Many once successful pubs are struggling to survive or have closed down altogether. The remainder are having to re-invent themselves to find new ways of attracting customers.
I have never visited this pub so I cannot say how successful it is or how likely to survive in the short or long term. Time, as they say, will tell.
Dame Alice, incidentally, was a local philanthropist living from 1547 to 1613. She is remembered today mainly for the school that bears her name but she did other good works including founding almshouses.
A curious tale relates how plain Alice, as she was then, was walking in Islington fields when she stopped to try her hand at milking a cow. As she rose from her milking, an arrow, shot by one of the archers practising nearby, pierced her hat, luckily causing her no injury. This fortunate escape seems to have inspired her to engage in good works. It is also said that the archer later married her but only as husband number three.