Another successful weekend in the North-East (when isn’t it), though again I failed to drop in and catch the estimable Landlady and Landlord of your favourite Durham micro.
My tick was in Crook, which you’ll remember from that time I was filling the Lockdown with posts about Amateur Cup Finals, at which Crook Town were legendary.
The ascent through Bishop Auckland was rather beautiful, and Bishop itself looked worth a revisit now that dreadful sounding “Kynren” isn’t polluting Durham with its Arthurian nonsense. Promote your pubs, Bishop !
The Copper Mine had plagued (sorry) my ticking return, taking its time to reopen and then seemingly requiring a booking in advance. On the journey Google Maps Lady loudly told me it was closed, which worried me.
So I booked. “Table for retiredmartin, just for a quick half, near a plant pot please”.
I was expecting something a little grander, but “Bar & Eatery” was the giveaway.
As are the photos on Trip Advisor;
Two pashmina’s ladies wearing face masks actually beat me in, the scamps, and I sensed they were delighted to be making their first pub visit for many months. It was my 105th since the 4th July, and my 3rd hearing of Queen’s “Somebody to Love“, but not the last.
I know some of you think I resent these gastropubs cluttering up the GBG, but I love the variety they give the Guide, and they provide essential trade for the homebrewers of lovely Allendale. By the by, you MUST visit Allendale.
“Are you the gentleman who called to book a plant pot”
She took my temperature and my details, and I told her how great it was the pub was re-open, albeit Friday to Sunday only.
“You can sit where you like” she said, signalling to an area well away from the diners. It’s not bench seating, but I’ve seen worse.
The Wagtail was a mere £2.80 a pint, and rather tastier than you’d expect, an easy NBSS 3, so well done Durham GBG selection committee.
And they were doing well, as the wall behind the urinals confirmed.
Whether Friday to Sunday opening constitutes a pub is a different matter, but I guess that’s where Crook’s Spoons comes into its own.