First rule of blogging. Stick a pub cat in there somewhere. Even if the Landlord can’t be bothered to name it. Simon and I called him Mudgie. Or Madgie if it was a girl, I didn’t look/ask.
Pub 3 was the Duke’s Arms in Burton Latimer. My top readers, i.e. the Americans, will remember this from a fortnight ago (or 37 posts ago in real money). It’s the one with Nicole’s A Little Peace stuck to the wall.
You can look for yourself to see what this Duke is like, Mann’s sign and all.
Here’s the Quote of the Week; makes a change from the Husband Creche sign.
“It smells of pub” said Si, who knows these things. (It may have been my samosa).
The Landlord neither remembered me, or recognised Simon from “Dorset Detective Daily“, but his brusque style won us over again.
“What’s the cat called ?”
“Doesn’t have a name. There’s only one of them” etc. etc.
“Have a pint of that Abbot Confessional, Si. Go on”
“You can’t. I’m saving it for myself“. Or something similar. I think Si had Phipps.
The pub is a riot of colour, with the biggest selection of sambuca in East Northants (FACT).
And seems to be the HQ of the Burton Latimer branch of the Blyth Spartans supporters club.
Loads to see, inside and out. The Landlord seemed totally un-phased by us wandering round taking photos (“It’s all tat from the junkyard“).
Put us out of our misery, Russ. It’s Donald Sutherland, isn’t it ?
If there’s a danger we start to treat pubs as informal art galleries, then so what ? Rather this than sit on a sofa watching Bake Off like the other 98% of the population.
And the beer ? A grapefruit flavoured murk from Moor.
No, orange juice, the Italian stuff, no rubbish.
All it lacked was a bit of mid-afternoon custom, which tipped up about 22 minutes into our BRAPA-approved 27.5 minute stay.
Neither of them were allowed the 8.5% Abbot, either.
Next up, two gastropubs.
retiredmartin 
Looks like some decent drinking away trips in that league.
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Gastropods… It’ll end in tears.
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Or even gastropubs!
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Prefer gastropods, floating in space full of pashminas and Prosecco.
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What the sodding hell are pashminas?
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That is the eternal question.
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“Doesn’t have a name. There’s only one of them”
So there’s no need for Humphrey’s cask beer to be named OBB.
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Which reminds me, that Neil Young has been in the news, having just married Daryl Hannah, or some such person.
Not the best of carpets this time, Martin, however.
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What has Neil Young got do with Sam Smiths ? (or “Horse with no name”, come to that).
More relevantly, Daryl played a mermaid, which is in my next post. Wow.
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Oh, aye, that was America, about the same time as Heart Of Gold, wannit? It’s a bit like Harvest Moon though. (Go on…go on…go on…)
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Close enough. Hard to tell apart, same year (someone will correct me just to irritate me).
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Not quite “Horse with no name” but Sam Smiths have the White Horse with the Nellies name in Beverley, and a right proper pub it is too,
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I may pop in there soon, Paul. There’s a couple of new Beer Guide pubs to visit in Hull, and Beverley makes a good overnight stop. Shame both those places are a bit far for some of the Beer & Pubs Forum.
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Donald Sutherland. Last word-waves. Movie-Kelly’s Heroes, 1970. Clint Eastwood!
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Of course !
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I am catching up here but a session with Si in Northamptonshire… terrific! Has Abbott toned down its strength to a piffling 8.5%!
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Yeah, weaklings beer now, I remember the 98% version (or was that Polish vodka ?).
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Ha 😀😉
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First off, love the title! (thumbs up)
“Or Madgie if it was a girl, I didn’t look/ask.”
I thought all pussies were female?*
* – unless they’re transgender of course.
“Pub 3 was the Duke’s Head in Burton Latimer. ”
Ok, I’m confused. Google Maps (from 2016) shows it as the Duke’s Arms. They show the Duke’s Arms in Woodford as well (granted the streetview is from 2009). Do they interchange body parts on a yearly basis?
“BRAPA is from near Hull”
Which, of course, is hullish for folks who meet him. 🙂
“The pub is a riot of colour,”
Pfft. That’s just the landlord’s shirt. 😉
“And seems to be the HQ of the Burton Latimer branch of the Blyth Spartans supporters club.”
Blimey. That’s almost 250 miles away!
“Put us out of our misery, Russ. It’s Donald Sutherland, isn’t it ?”
Yup. From the movie Kelly’s Heroes. And the missing word is waves. 🙂
“Blokes”
That’s a nasty looking bruise on the right leg of the fellow in the red shirt.
Cheers
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Too many Dukes. You’re right, Burt Lat has Arms, Woodford’s Duke has lost his. There’s a trend for shortening pub names these days. Confuses Tickers.
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That bruise is the famed Northants plague of 1616.
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