
Two of the hardest words to spell in the Welsh language, here attempted in the same blog title.
Phwoar would be a good word to describe our campervan stop at Foryd Bay south of Caernarfon, which I bring you here due to the joy of staring at Welsh OS extracts.

We were moved on twice by an aggressive farmer with a 100k worth of tractor, before settling on the picnic area in the middle of the map.

Too far to walk back to Caernarfon in the rain, so Mrs RM had to settle for a can of SpeakEasy from Vale of Glamorgan.

Readers should be aware that Mrs RM turned down two alternative craft offerings;

“Tastes like Brew Dog” said she. At least Bass doesn’t taste like Brew Dog.
We saved breakfast for our first ever trip to the Llyn Pensinsula. An astonishing life omission, and not just because of 3 GBG entries.

Much more rugged and hilly than expected, and therefore very different from Anglesey, but in all other respects what you’d expect. Gorgeous beaches, cheery people, distinctive churches, tatty shops.



Actually, as the photos show, Pwllheli was colourful and characterful, reminiscent of a north Kent coast resort that isn’t called Whitstable.
OK, no micro pub, but every conceivable bargain shop and places selling porcelain pigs and (more concerningly) Hitler and the Wombles memorabilia..


Hours of fun pouring over those, no doubt. But we had one target.

I’d assumed the Pen Cob might be the only real ale in town, but far from it.

Loads of cask in the 5 What Pub entries, some of it very local, so I may be back here quicker than expected.
The Spoons was what was expected, which is no bad thing.

From a “tight” range the perfect 9am beer for Mrs RM was this floral effort from the ever reliable Purple Moose, surely the Titanic or Oakham of North Wales.

But the beer is largely irrelevant. This was just the cheeriest Spoons I’ve been in since the Tivoli caught fire, with staff who were “so nice” (says my notes).
“Mushroom Benedictine ?. Sorry, my name’s Benedictine, I meant Benedict. Oops”
I swear to you I didn’t make that up.

“Oooh. You’re the FIRST people* to try that new mushroom one. Is it good ?”
It really was good, even better than the ham version. Once more, Spoons delivers top class service. The new self-service coffee machine still broke though.
*I presume in the world since this is so far west.
That’s like what you had in Northampton at The Lamplighter, but there’s no mushy peas on this one? Nice swanning about in Wales though.
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You’re right. mushy peas haven’t reached Wales yet. Ever been to the Llyn ?, ashamed I hadn’t been before.
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Expected you to say that you had found a GBG listed micropub that only opens on a Sunday – except as Sunday opening is not legal in the settlement in question, it does not open at all !
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You made me question my sanity there. They DO have all day opening in all of Wales, don’t they ? Not sure they do in Highlands of Scotland.
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunday_Closing_(Wales)_Act_1881 :-
“By 1996 all local government areas except Dwyfor in north west Wales had voted in favour of opening licensed premises on Sundays, and that year changes in local government boundaries resulted in the removal of the last ban”.
So “yes” is the answer to your question.
Of course, I was being provocative in suggesting that there might be a micropub in the GBG that does not actually open at all.
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“Phwoar would be a good word to describe our campervan stop”
I thought phwoar was mainly a compliment to a good looking bird? (no, not the puffin)
“due to the joy of staring at Welsh OS extracts.”
What’s with the coeds in the upper right quadrant?
“The boat is NOT a micro pub”
I thought it was a funeral boat that missed the tide.
“As you know I don’t drink bottled beer”
So, the one on the left is merely a keepsake then?
“and Kevin Keegan”
Is he the one with the mustache in the window? 😉
“Great pump clip dispenses with need for evil jam jars#”
I agree. Not a bad idea.
“the perfect 9am beer”
Over here, any beer at 9am would be perfect. I think they’re not allowed to sell alcohol until 11am. (sigh)
Cheers
PS – Not going to nitpick over an uncapitalised first word. 🙂
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Oh, go on, nitpick Russ. We love the attention (Royal we).
Yes, the bottled beer is just for show, or I may offer it as a competition prize.
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I think the Pen Cob is just about the best Wetherspoons venue I’ve been to anywhere.
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It’s a complete contrast to the manic mess in Aberwythwyth. A really good mix of custom. Guess it doesn’t change completely during school holidays.
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“It’s a complete contrast to the manic mess in Aberwythwyth” – Yes, and in the Aber one last year I think the kitchen was closed due to a problem from lack of maintenance, but they’ve now got netting up to stop the seagulls clearing your plates.
Proximity to a railway station is probably all they have in common.
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Before the Spoons arrived it must be said that Pwllheli had a pretty thin crop of pubs. Welsh Wales in general is not the best part of the UK for pubs.
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Fairly thinly populated too, I guess.
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Phwllheli, with a population of a mere 4,076 according to Wkipedia, is one of the smallest towns in the country to have a Spoons, although of course that figure is boosted during the holiday season.
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I bet it dominates dining trade in town.
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When I was there (20/05/13) in pre-Spoons days, I couldn’t find a pub serving food and ended up in a rather crappy cafe/restaurant type place.
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It’s very old fashioned, a bit like Chatteris by the sea. Charming though.
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“Is this the smallest pub in the UK ?”
Interesting that nobody took you up on that challenge.
Someone must have a garden shed…….?
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All you need is a cardboard box and a polypin to stand it in to qualify. Don’t even need to be open.
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