(I’m only doing these ’80s UK pop references for Mark, y’know). I left the ’80s behind in 1990).
At last, the end is near.
And what better way to finish Sussex than at a Proper Pub with a traditional name,,,,
Fear not, the Frog & Nightgown is a classic of its kind. Only a shame it’s in Faygate rather than Pease Pottage, which is a much better name.
“Pub & Tea Room” it says, always a worry, but this was a Proper Pub when I tipped up as the Frog transformed into a no food boozer at 5pm.
Now this one may split opinion. A group of locals (probably neighbours) perched at the bar while the occasional visitor stumbles in and finds a seat in the bar. It reminded me of some pubs run by locals for the benefits of farmers, like the Plough at Breachwood Green and the Brambles in Buntingford.
I might have felt like an intruder, eavesdropping on some BRAPA-tastic bantz.
“He calls me knickers”
“He was flossing his teeth with her knickers”
“Soiled ladies knickers are a big seller in Japan“*
Those three lines tell you all you need to know.
Oh, the Dark Star APA was a decent cool beer (NBSS 3), but the pig collection was worth the price of admission alone.
I left them to talk about knickers, and pinked in my county map in the Beer Guide.
Isle of Wight, I’m coming for you.
*Mark Crilley may be able to confirm. Hopefully not.