If you're the heir to the English throne, but you just want to kick back and forget your responsibilities, then the Boar's Head is the place for you. Home to the granddaddy of literary hedonists (or boorish oafs, depending on your point of view), Sir John Falstaff. A man of complete moral ambiguity who, who centuries before the Bullingdon Club, laid the blueprint for arrogance and gluttony while holding court at the fabled Boar's Head.