Judging by its sign, the ‘three kings’ in question are Elvis, King Kong and Henry VIII, but this madcap little boozer is more famous for the riot of weird curios amassed by its landlord over the years: effigies of Adam and Eve, a fake rhino head, a rampant horse and a replica of a pharaoh’s sacred cat are just some of the bizarre accoutrements, along with photos and posters galore – it feels more like junk-shop Camden than Clerkenwell. The kitchen isn’t ‘gastro’, but it happily turns out nibbles such as hummus with pitta bread, spicy lamb sausages or spinach and feta filo pastry parcels. Draught ales come courtesy of Timothy Taylor, Brakspear and Woodforde’s, and there’s a stack of board games on standby if you’re feeling competitive. Music quizzes and occasional live gigs, too.