Not much GBG life in the Milton Keynes area.
Even the great beige hope, Draft House, lasted barely a year before the cruel BrewDogisation that will surely keep it out the Guide.
So Keynesians are left with dogeared Spoons and a shiny Brewhouse & Kitchen in the centre, and seemingly endless Ember Inns and such in the burbs.
So in that context, I’m glad they’ve got the Fountain in Steeple Claydon on the edge of their CAMRA patch, even if it looks a bit like Buckingham to me.
What a gorgeous picture postcard of a place.
Not a micro
“Steeple is derived from Saint Eeple, the Patron Saint of Brick workers and heavy drinkers.”
Says Wiki. So it must be true.
The Fountain looks a heavy drinking sort of pub for an old industrial village, and a rare food free survivor.
Its simplicity is gorgeous.
The pumps are on the left, (all your favourites)
but there’s more life to the right, where two Old Boys have beat me in at 4pm and are racking up for pool.
I sense this could be quite fun, but I also sense that getting in the way of septuageraian elbows is bad form, so I head back to the left.
It’s peaceful and quiet, for ten minutes, before the 4pm crowd arrive.
Then a smiling Old Boy emerges from the back, comes over to me, and says “Hello“. He’s the Landlord.
It’s that simple, folks. Pleasant becomes classic in the course of 20 minutes.
He’s thrilled to be in the Beer Guide, first time since I’ve being visiting pubs, and enthusiastic about the local branch members, who clearly drink pints in his pub.
I compliment his unspoilt, unfussy pub.
48 years in the pub, most as Landlord, and he still runs a lively wetled boozer. He’s been to eight funerals this year though, which is sad on a number of levels. The incomers don’t always bring replacement custom to the village boozer.
The Pride is decent though I note the Old Boys are drinking Staropramen.
It’s worth coming just to hear the pronunciation of Staropramen.