IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT, AND ALL CANNINGS FEELS FINE

I loved the next pub. Classic setting in the shadow of Ashley Alton Barnes White Horse, 20 minutes bus ride from Devizes, tucked away in a village comprised entirely of thatched cottages, in a little lane actually called Pub Lane. Yes really. In a place like this the village pub goes one of two ways.… Continue reading IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT, AND ALL CANNINGS FEELS FINE

PONTFAEN’S DYFFRYN ARMS STANDS DEFIANT

Just back from Cardigan with many tales to tell, but for now I’ll just answer Dave’s question about the Dyffryn Arms, one of our classic, basic, unspoilt pubs. YES, it’s (just) back open after the fire this year, Dave. And as great as ever. My first visit since that 33rd birthday trip I mentioned recently.… Continue reading PONTFAEN’S DYFFRYN ARMS STANDS DEFIANT

A HEADS UP

No post for a whole day?! I must be dead? Or bored of blogging? No, merely tied up on a world tour of West Wales with Duncan, the Pubmeister. Drinking gin at midnight in Bangor like a Fiddler’s Dram roadie. And my mouse batteries have died. Anyway, here’s some things to look forward to in… Continue reading A HEADS UP