THE IDES OF MART

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The title comes courtesy of BRAPA, of course.  I only paid for P&P. No-one has called me Mart since my sister ran out of space two letters short on my 8th birthday card.

The Poacher came after breakfast, a grand affair in Exeter’s other classy Spoons outside St David’s.

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The Imperial

Good job I hadn’t popped in The Imperial for a nightcap the night before; I wouldn’t have resisted the beer range here either.

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Exciting beers

The statue of a young BRAPA sliding down the bannister (not Matthew) is a nice touch.

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Ide

Ide could have been lumped under “Exeter” as well, less than 3 miles out from the Spoons, the central point.

But you’ve left the world of artisan coffee and random graffiti far behind when you cross the A30, a bit like crossing the M60 and arriving in Stockport from the Heatons then.

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A rivulet runs through it
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There’s a pub someone in the distance

A real one street village, the sort that reminds you why Devon gets so many visitors despite seeming rather dull to me (lost my sole Devonian follower right there).

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Pretty, ain’t it

There’s a decent if smart-looking pub at the bottom of the hill, too, but the plainer looking Poacher gets the GBG place.

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Looks like my Nanna’s old house in eaton Bray

Will it turn out to be one of those remote pubs with six Locale ales and no cask drinkers that CAMRA loves ?

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All your favourites but how’d you choose Branoc over Branscombe

No.

It was great. Not just the gorgeously bitter Branoc (NBSS 3.5+) that reminded me of beer quality at the award winning Tom Cobley up the A30.

Not just the homely seating in three lovely rooms.

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Gloss over those cushions
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Hats, but not in a Blue Nile way
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Real rustic

And possibly not the buzz of local Radio sEXEy playing at irritatingly quiet levels.

No, it was the spirit of village life coursing through the pub that made me go “Wow” in that irritating Fenland way.

Interspersed with details of knee repairs and random outbursts (“Cheshire !!!”), they were attempting to agree on luncheon choices, and explain chilli to the village elder.

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Chilli ?

At that point, the Landlord returned from the shops.

“Morning Foghorn !” to the loudest of the ladies. You don’t get a welcome like that in Brunning & Pricey.

The orders were taken at the table.

Can he have sausage chips and beans ?” said our loud hero.

Yes we can pretend to be on a Council estate if you like” said my favourite Landlord.

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I took my glass back and said thanks.

“Cheers my man, look after yourself”  

If only he knew.

 

8 thoughts on “THE IDES OF MART

  1. You’ve got to love pubs like that! Great to see more than you think are dotted around…I’ve never heard of the town let alone the pub or the beer! You’ll be pleased to know B&P are finally making inroads in the west Midlands as they are taking over the crabmill in Preston Bagot which will be a shoe in for Solihull CAMRA 😄 good luck with that one in 2023

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    1. I’d never heard of Ide, but then there’s probably 200 Devon villages I’ve never heard of. It’s a foreign country.

      Preston Bagot is a village I’d believe was actually retrospectively constructed by Brunnning & Pricey.

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