I’ll confess to a sense of relief when I complete Norfolk’s new GBG entries these years, though perhaps not as much as the Pubmeister who starts about 6 hours further away from the flatlands than me.
If I could be bothered to compare beer scores across the counties, I’d be very boring. I suspect Norfolk isn’t far from my overall average of 3.23 recurring.
But the pubs are soooo dull, even when they’re cosy and unpretentious like the Greyhound at Hickling.
There’s a Hickling pub at the door to the Broads., but the Greyhound isn’t it.
So on Saturday lunchtime it has no tourists from Islington or Saffron Walden, which I guess is a double-edged sword.
It looks gorgeous from outside, and cosy in that farmhouse style on the inside. You can overdo Christmas a bit though.
My Christmas comes in the shape of a classic boring ale range;
Far too many beers of course, so I picked the first one.
Once again, no weekend diners at all, just half a dozen professional drinkers, which I guess is half a dozen more than some Norfolk pubs recently. There won’t be many pub crawls from North Walsham out this way. Use it or lose it etc.
This one is very old school.
Bench seating, thick glasses (not the Adnams monstrosities), an instrumental version of “White Christmas“, snooker on the TV and a very decent Ghost Ship (NBSS 3.5).
And “Proper village banter“. Or Black Country accents, anyway,
“Moind yer head Kev”
“Ya got thoise mince pois”
“Oill av Dooooom Bar please”
They really do say Doom Bar like that here. And they must like it, otherwise they’d have the Banks’s , wouldn’t they ?