Give a dog a T-bone steak: David Walliams takes his pampered pooch Bert out for meal at super-swanky restaurant
The comedian's pet pooch Bert is no stranger to nights out at some of Britain’s swankiest restaurants.
It's anything but a dog’s life for David Walliams’ pampered pooch Bert.
The border terrier is no stranger to nights out at some of Britain’s swankiest restaurants.
And this time Walliams and wife Lara Stone treated him to an evening at George in London’s Mayfair, the super-posh London private members club.
The Little Britain star, 40, and supermodel, 28, surprised diners by taking their pet on the romantic meal-for-three on Saturday.
They’ve already been twice to Scotts, also in Mayfair, a favourite haunt of Simon Cowell and Elton John.
There, Bert reportedly enjoyed a specially plated £35 medium-rare rib-eye steak washed down with a doggie bowl of bottled mineral water.
It’s not clear what doggy-delights he enjoyed on his latest night out.
But he would have been impressed by the glamorous surroundings at the £750-a-year members club.
And while dogs are seemingly allowed – most likely on the outside terrace – “trainers and mobile phones are not permitted”.
David bought the border terrier as a puppy for Lara on Valentine’s Day.
And yesterday he posted a Father’s Day card on Twitter from the pooch himself.
Bert is already rubbing shoulders with the showbiz elite, making friends with Pudsey, the BGT-winning dog, as well as owner Ashleigh Butler and Cowell backstage at the ITV show.
And Lara is so smitten, she recently gushed: “A baby will probably never be as fun as Bert.”
No one at George was available for comment yesterday.
Restaurant review by Bert The Dog, as told to Polly Hudson
When my pets, David and Lara, first told me we were going to George, I wasn’t very impressed.
I’m a celebrity dog about town after all, used to the finer things in life – if we had to go shopping couldn’t we at least go to Waitrose or M&S rather than Asda?
Turned out I’d got the wrong end of the bone, as they were talking about a swanky members club in Mayfair where we would be dining.
That’s more like it!
I checked the website on my iPaw and the dress code was very strict but I’m famous so I don’t have to adhere to rules – I went nude and they just had to deal with it.
We went in the car! I LOVE THE CAR!!!
I put my head out the window the whole way! YAY!
We got the best table of course... Didn’t see Pudsey, Lassie or Wellard there, they must have been seated at the back... shame. For them.
No corgis there either, but I suppose they were in a post jubilee slump.
Everyone was staring at me, but you get used to that when you’re high profile like me.
The food was good, but they need to do something about the facilities.
Urinals are murder to cock your leg over.