Richard has recently been braving Southwold , a place where pashminas are required dresswear to enter the pubs and sourdough shoppes, and where Yorkshiremen are heard to groan “‘Ow much !!!”.
Everyone has to visit Southwold once, but for fiscal relief head for Kessingland. Do not stop in Lowestoft. Even for the Stanford Arms (well done them for making Top 4 pubs in UK again).
Some rare OS extracts with sea in them.
Kessingland is to Southwold what Saltburn is to Staithes, I guess. A bit of reality away from the chocolate box. Known, if at all, for the safari park at the entrance to a village with a pleasing dead end.
Towards the beach, you get proper shops, rather than patisseries.
And unlike Southwold, some real development/micro pub opportunities here.
There’s a family fun pub by the entrance to “Africa Alive“, but the Beer Guide newbie is a proper basic boozer.
No mobility scooter at the door, but inside at 3pm, that lovely sight of professional drinkers at the bar.
Richard would have made a better job of catching the atmosphere, which verged seamlessly from calm to chaos as dogs entered and left, and conversation became animated as someone said;
“That Harry Kane, ‘is luck will run out” That could have been me.
Classic rock (Aerosmith, Blue Oyster Cult etc) reminded me that this is very Suffolk, a place where “Stairway to Heaven” has been Number 1 for 46 years.
I could see immediately why the pub had finally made it into the Beer Guide. I’m sure you can as well.
No-one else much seemed to be drinking the ales, so I went for the local Green Jack (to a nod of approval from the local in the hat), forgetting it was 6%. It didn’t taste like 6%, but it was nicely kept all the same (NBSS 3).
I think I enjoyed the pub even more than the beer; it’s rare to find such a haven of tat, the best since the Decoy in Fritton (where by extraordinary coincidence I also had Green Jack in an IPA glass).
The view to the sea wasn’t quite as good as you get down the road,
but the dunes were peaceful and not overrun with dog walkers,and I like shingle.
If you think Suffolk is all smart, come here. If you want to see the survival of the wet-led seaside boozer in 2017, come here. But if you want artisan boulangeries, you know where to go.
And if that isn’t enough recommendation for Pub Curmudgeon…