NEVER MIND THE B*****S, IT’S BRADFORD-ON-AVON

Closing in on completing Wiltshire now, as part of my unique “complete the Beer Guide doing the easy counties first” method.

For some reason, I always think B-o-A, as tickers call it, is in more glamorous Somerset or Bathshire.

But the muddy canal is very Wilts, though the view across the Avon isn’t.

I’d walked past the Three Horseshoes on my last trip here to a dreadful canalside posers place that’s now left the Guide, which proves how powerful my influence is.

From the back of the pub the ‘Shoes looked a real outsider, an escapee from Stokes Croft or St Pauls.

Do interesting people really live here?

Apparently so.

Not a pirate

I got my mojo risin” sang Jim Morrison as I entered (not literally Jim, obviously).

If only he’d known what a dreary middle class rock magazine that line would have spawned two decades later.

Jim would have gone for the Stonehenge too, no doubt.

My half was served in a pint glass. I think that means they don’t serve many halves, and rightly so.

The bar was thronged with professional drinkers, probably all on a trip out from Frome.

Despite the punk ephemera I reckoned it was too nice to sit inside.

“But how will you pick up snippets of incriminating conversation like BRAPA does?”

Stuff that. There was sun outside. And young people getting smashed.

Shame the beer was so average, cool but dull (NBSS 2.5).

Come with your mates, drink scrumpy, play the tenor horn.

16 thoughts on “NEVER MIND THE B*****S, IT’S BRADFORD-ON-AVON

  1. I booked for a week in that Bradford fifteen years ago but it didn’t happen, and it doesn’t look as if I missed much.

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    1. Maybe “-on-Avon” just means not much worth bothering with.
      I’m not the least surprised that Stratford railway station in East London has forty times the usage of the one at Stratford-on-Avon.

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  2. “NEVER MIND THE B*****S”

    Fascinating. Are those ****s pronounced differently than the ****s BBM has in his Littleover post? πŸ˜‰

    “But the muddy canal is very Wilts”

    Maybe it’s just reflecting the path?

    “Do interesting people really live here?”

    That looks like Frosty the Snowman meets Freddy Krueger.

    “Apparently so.”

    And from the poster they also don’t allow Captain Morgan rum?

    “Jim would have gone for the Stonehenge too, no doubt.”

    Malty McMalt Face for me. πŸ™‚

    “The bar was thronged with professional drinkers”

    In the poster above the fellow in the yellow shirt nicked his eyes from that lady in the painting in the New Inn. πŸ˜‰

    “β€œBut how will you pick up snippets of incriminating conversation like BRAPA does?””

    He makes half of it up anyway.

    Cheers

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      1. “Oddly, he’s so pissed he leaves half of it out.”

        I was thinking of writing something similar but decided to be kind to the dear boy. πŸ™‚

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  3. This has been nagging at me for days: I thought the LA Woman lyric was “Mr mojo risin’.”. This being an (almost) anagram of Jim Morrison.

    Just saying.

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