You always get one bit of classic Black & White Herefordshire in the new Beer Guide. Normally a village you can’t pronounce with lots of vowels, cherry blossoms on the approach, dull Wye Valley ales and that tempting sign for Robinsons cider the ticking rules won’t let you succumb to.
Pembridge, the half-daytrip for Brummies visiting Ludlow, is easy to pronounce, and a bit of a classic.
Particularly the New Inn, sadly out of the Guide despite the “Historic Interior” and folk music. Heritage won’t save you now.
It was totally gorgeous, which presumably why there were only a couple of gentlefolk, possibly Australian, enjoying the view from the churchyard.
But it’s open all day, when the New Inn isn’t, and the GBG needs to have a few pubs that are actually open when you visit them, just to keep Duncan sane.
It’s very old-fashioned, like a 1970s/1980s/1990s market pub in Hitchin, with simple settings and homely feel that would have my mum planning immediate renovations.
I’m delighted to see folk of uncertain age scattered randomly around the bar area and bench seating, looking like fringe members of Chumbawumba. My sort of pub.
Less excited by the beer, but you know how I never like to be excited by beer choice.
I reckon these are the two most common brands I encounter during my GBG year. Along with Doom Bar and IPA, of course.
There were actually four on, a Ludlow and a Hobsons, which seemed about three too many when everyone else was on lager. There’s nothing wrong with a lager drink. Or a cider drink.
Undistinguished but OK Bitter (NBSS 2.5), notable banter, and the dulcet tones of Errol Brown belting out “You Sexy Thing” competed with the latest interminable Brexit squabble on an incongruous TV.
The view to the High Street was timeless.
A top-notch pub grub menu,
though the classic pub snacks looked a bit past their sell-by date.
By no means a classic, but possibly as essential stop on your way to Hergest Ridge.