'Arry The Shunter
A long time ago I was in a paintball team based in the Windsor Area, and our mascot was an ugly mutt named "'Arry the Dog", named for a very dodgy* folk song by an artist named Stanley Accrington (www.stanleyaccrington.me.uk/). They were happy (if slightly mad) times. * How could a ballad about a Ford Transit, the over-indulgence of cider and a small dog be anything but? Well, meet 'Arry the Shunter. Apparently he spent his adolescence growing up in Dover Gas Works (see www.flickr.com/photos/camperdown/5588086505/), which probably explains the cider. These days he lives in Barrow Hill, and has given up on the cider. It's probably just as well.