A Welcome Inn...

... the hillside.

Bucket Hill-side, to be precise.

Dick, son and grandson of landlords, was landlord of a little pub of his own for about eighteen months while the majority of the Gregory Gang were singing the jailhouse rock. For the purposes of fiction, and as a doff of the cap to Mr. Dickens (who put it in Barnaby Rudge), in Dick I make this inn the King's Head on Epping High Street. It is still going - a fine building, boasting even more gables today than when Dickens marvelled at their profusion.

In Real Life the location of Dick's pub is disputed, as the shorthand writing expert taking down Turpin's trial verbatim had problems hearing the name. He thought it sounded like 'Boxhill or some such Name'. Derek Barlow, Turpin-scholar, thinks Bookers Hill, alias Buckhurst Hill, alias Bucket Hill, in the parish of Chigwell, might have been the place.

This 18th Century map by Cary shows an inn in the right lcoation called the Rain Deer.