Long before there was the suburb of Norwood, with its solid Victorian houses, there stood a forest of mighty oaks, the Great North Wood. Even though by the early eighteenth century much of the forest had been cut down for the shipyards of Kent, Daniel Defoe still felt it to be "a country more open and more woody than any other part so near London". At the west flank of this rural idyll stood a Tavern, The Horns, a popular watering hole for both parched traveller and horse. The Horns continues to serve the thirsty customer, though the largest livestock you'll see today is Zorro, the pub cat.
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