We’re camping in Snowdonia with no WiFi., so a tiny post today.
Worse still, I’ve run out of Duran Duran puns. In 1979 that Fiddlers Dram single was one of the first ones I bought as a 14 year old punk, along with “Nuclear Device”.
A less obvious place for a day trip I can’t imagine, unless like me you enjoy holidays in run-down university towns with steep hills.
The highlights were the views over the Menai Straits from the pier, and the nostalgia of an authentic Tap’n’Spile survivor that rather divided opinion in our household. It’s probable the pub is unchanged since that original visit by the “Dram”, as I like to call them.
Surprisingly, Mrs RM rather took to the Bass that I felt it a touch warm (NBSS 2.5). It was the best of a beer range rather less exciting than the ceiling full of pump clips promised.
I didn’t expect a cheerful landlord, the Leeds United penant was a giveaway, but he was pleasant and efficient. The mixed crowd were enjoying some authentic pub grub (mixed grill for £7 was worth twice that), with none of the usual condiment dramas of posh holidaymaker Wales.
QUIZ TIME – Name one other Tap’n’Spile survivor
The pub itself is classic ’90s Tap’n’Spile, a bit overdone but quite cosy and bare boards. I think the character will be completely different in a month when the students return. I suspect the Od Rosie gets a bit of a hammering then.