Highly tempted to skip the next two Wilters, because not much happened (Russ “Does it ever”). But as Maslow said, self-actualisation comes from doing your blog in the correct order and writing witty comments under photos. And it may give you the chance to berate me for slagging off a pub you like.
So would this be a case of “Just One Look (and I put you in my Top 100 pubs)” or “Bus Stop (where is it ?, I need to get out of here)“.
Two smokers sitting on the benches outside look me up and down with suspicion, and rightly so, to be fair.
I assume Pubmeister has been here, but I bet this debut in the Beer Guide hasn’t brought in coachloads from Bath and Shepton Mallet (do people ever leave Shepton Mallet ?).
If there’s a food trade (and WhatPub says it’s 12-11), it’s well-hidden.
Very blokey, very cheery, very boozy. Like a Bass local in Swadlincote, without the Bass.
The Landlord is jolly, and perks up even more when I ask for one of the real ales, like a waiter does when Prof Pie Tin orders the Cheval Blanc ’47 in Rules.
Twisted Barrel and Paradigm Shift. In Westbury ! No wonder it’s in the Beer Guide. I bet the locals are thrilled, like they are in Spoons when they get a Mark Kimmich beer.
Anyway, you can guess what the Paradigm Shift was like, can’t you ? A bit awkward finding somewhere to sit, with all the locals spread round the bar and feeling daft taking up a whole table myself. #FirstWorldProblems
But at least there was some classic reading material, even if you’d expect to see it in a Melksham gastro or ironic Warminster wine bar.
Anyway, a Proper Pub, with unrepeatable World Cup banter and a reminder of what micro would be like if they were transplanted into proper pubs.
Talking of micros..