Pub No.2 for the Taylors and the Tim was the Chequers, one of only a few real Oxford classics (in my humble opinion).
Look, it even says “Historic Pub” on the door !
With cobbled courtyard, breweriana and proper pub sign, the Chequers was an instant highlight (again). Mrs RM was reminded of the alleyway to the Coopers Tavern, I thought instantly of the rather less impressive Eagle in Cambridge.
Almost baronial is style, it’s clearly a big tourist draw on the High Street, and probably listed in Fodors as well as a certain beer guide.
Except that a medieval baronial hall wouldn’t have table football.
But that’s one of the few questionable moves, as it felt quite pubby and not at all dominated by diners. I might have felt differently had Mrs RM not nabbed the last big table upstairs. Nabbing tables is a particular skill Mrs RM has honed over many years.
Run by Nicholsons, so you can probably guess the cask range, but I only had eyes for one beer;
On first sip it was very good indeed, a hug foamy pint (NBSS 3.5). By the end, when a few other folk had said it was “OK”, I’d noted some soapy notes* and knocked a half mark off.
But the pub was a star, with music both quieter and more interesting than St Aldates.
As I’ve had so many requests, here’s another picture of our Mudgie, pictured alongside the great Paul Mudge (proving they’re not the same person).
On the way out, another highlight; finding the loos are tucked in an outside courtyard always a joy, even when they’re not freezing.
*I’ve no idea what that means.