The GBBF may have diversity (not the dance act, a serious omission) and a 70s cover band, but you only see oversized vegetables in pubs. So pubs win.
The biggest pumpkin I ever saw was a prize winning specimen in the Three Horse Shoes in Boroughbridge. Between giant veg, Yorkshire weather and Boycott, you’d never be short of conversation starters there.
That box above was in the Butchers Arms in Yatton, a place you may never have heard of, even if you live ten miles away in Bristol. And folk from Portishead wouldn’t know how to get over the M5 to it.
Yatton appears to be little more than a long high street with permanent roadworks and a picture book park next to the church.
But it’s got a mini shopping precinct that meets all your possible North Somerset needs; two vets, an Indian takeaway, a betting shop and steak pasties.
That all sounds a bit dull, though, compared to the treasures of the OS extract.
In fact the only interesting thing about Yatton is that the population has plummeted from 9,176 in 2001 to 7,552 in 2011.
I’ve looked at this closely and can only assume that the giant bird on Cadbury Hill (above) ate all the children who took the hill name literally.
There weren’t any children in the Butchers, anyway. But there was a great welcome, one beer I’d heard of,
and those exciting vegetables.
“There’s some runner beans coming later” I was told, conspiratorially.
That apart, a bit functional, really.
But there was one regular sitting at the bar discussing roadworks. I felt a bit left out.
And the Butcombe was definitely “Monday lunchtime beer“.
In the heart of the lovely garden, it improved from 1.5 to 2.5, as it often does.
I feel more research is needed on the impact of a sunny afternoon on NBSS scoring, and I’m the person to do it.