Three years next month since I started this blog, and it’s pleasing to note that the post titles are getting even worse.
So are the pubs that enter the Beer Guide, by and large. But not always.
Pub No.2 on the Great Wiltshire Almost Completion (GWAC) of 2018 lies in Whitley, just outside lovely but lifeless Lacock. And the same difference outside marvellous Melksham, more evidence that small Wiltshire towns may be grim but they have the best pubs.
Sorry to those of you who were hoping for some National Trust medievality, but Lacock is a bit devoid of pubbiness.
I’m not sure the Pear Tree will meet your criteria for unspoilt boozer either.
I entered to a nu-folk soundtrack that made Mumford and Sons sound punk, and a giant letter P. P for Prosecco.
There’s a restaurant to the rear, but the pashmina brigade (one of them was called Emma, for heaven’s sake) had decided to clog up the bar, too.
The two chaps in the top photo came in and I wasn’t the only one to note the similarity with a certain Frenchman.
After what seemed an eternity but what probably only three minutes, they chose a beer. Probably the green one.
“That’s very popular” said the cheery barmaid. I made a note to order the same.
“I’m not very keen on craaaaft beers” Chap 1 said to the Marcel Marceau, “They’re too fizzy“.
It was £2.05 a half, and was (shock) unexceptional (NBSS 2.5). But the domestic dramas playing out to my left would have justified a much higher price, perhaps £2.25.
These gastro places aren’t really pubs, but they’re often a cheap way to see an unwritten Alan Ayckbourn play.