Well, what a disappointment.
I’d been looking forward to bringing you photographic proof of the merits of the Hope & Anchor, but all I have is this;
It’s Dave and Joan’s fault, of course. No sooner was I through the door than they’d thrusted a pint of Brains SA into my fist and were bombarding me with questions about NBSS half points, the history of lacings, and what it’s like to survive a meeting with BRAPA.
It’s a pub for chat and boozing, despite its location on the most touristy street.
Dave had secured the best seat in the house.”It’s all going on !” he said, mysteriously.
It may have been, but all I’ve noted was the NBSS scores, SA and a Black IPA both 3.5+.
My Top 100 nomination has nothing to do with the excellent reading material.
I left Dave and Joan to their curry and chips while I ticked the Buccaneer, which may seem rude but you should be aware they’d left Dick and Barb stranded at Chicago Airport, which says all you need to know about their priorities.
The Buccaneer is Tenby’s equivalent of the Duke William in Stourbridge, a homebrew pub for the young set. Need I say more ?
Anyway, I went back to the Hope for the Black IPA, and I doubt I had a better hour in a pub in Wales that trip. It’s all about the people, isn’t it ?
People ike the guard who shouted “We nearly went without you !” as I jumped on the 20:05 back to Pembroke Dock five minutes before it left.