Now, this isn't a good pub guide, but some things need to be said. Whatever you're doing stop it! Leave work/home or whatever and go to this pub. Queue up for proper beer at a proper pub with a proper landlady. Listen to live music and even sing along (everyone else does). If you don't; these places won't exist anymore and it'll be all your fault.
By the way, we had a great time, a fantastic crowd giving us an almost record-size Princess Royal at the end. Good to see Young Pete again edging back to full fitness.
I want to do it all again. Now.
AF
Bloody hell AF, you're making me think life isn't all about drinking prosecco in the sun surrounded by beautiful ladies of the opposite sex. There is a pull which draws one back to warm ale in the rain served by a long-faced landlady surrounded by beery bearded morris wimmin.
ReplyDeleteI need to re-evaluate my values.
Sometime...
Ciao!
Webmeister/
ps you have the job of blogmeister. It's more acceptable than being an estate agent's pimp. Re-evaluate your life :-)