SUDS BUT NO SOUL

A lovely pub garden in bucolic Dorset countryside leading down to the river (for five points, name it),

and a pint of local Palmer’s finest served cool with a foamy head and lacings as enduring as the Very Rev Hedley Robert Burrows (1887 – 1983), late of this parish.

What joy !

And what could retiredmartin.com possibly be complaining about NOW ?

Well, I wanted to see inside, that’s what.

But instead I’m despatched to the garden to order my drink from the serving hatch, which is cute and all but still WRONG (even if techically correct).

To be honest, I doubt there’s much going on inside to write about, just colonels and their wives arguing about the bill. But I’ll never know. It’s like when you’re eight and you have to go to bed so parents can have a private conversation about your progress at school.

Sorry, getting distracted.

Anyway, lovely beer, New Inn. The best Copper since the rather more basic Oddfellows near the brewery with its collection of, er, coppers.

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Still, foamy head, check.

Lacings, check.

LET ME BACK IN THE PUB !

10 thoughts on “SUDS BUT NO SOUL

    1. Much more in the smarter pubs in the South-West, Mark. I think it’s because they’ve had all tables booked for meals, partly because of our Government’s 50% off during August scheme. But a fair few village pubs just weren’t opening the inside at all as they couldn’t make the furniture work.

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  1. “leading down to the river (for five points, name it),”

    Oooh! Suzanne by Leonard Cohen. 🙂

    “and a pint of local Palmer’s finest”

    In the OS map above (by the way; I see you got your mouse back) it does appear to be quite the hilly place!

    “But instead I’m despatched to the garden to order my drink from the serving hatch”

    My cynical side chuckles at the lack of rhyme or reason to all of this. For example:

    – last year it was illegal to stay in your car below decks on BC Ferries in case the ferry sank; this year it’s now perfectly ok to stay in your car below decks!

    – did an audit at a heavy equipment place today. The three overstuffed chairs for customers were turned to face the wall (could not use). I had to wait, standing up, to talk to the general manager about reconciling the audit, as he was in a meeting with someone in his office. Meeting over, I get to go in and sit down to go over the paperwork with him… in the same seat the other guy just got up from!

    “with its collection of, er, coppers.”

    It’s like being at the Trevi fountain in Rome!

    “LET ME BACK IN THE PUB !”

    That’s why I’m building my own in my back yard next year. 🙂

    Cheers

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    1. I’m borrowing my lad’s mouse, Russ. It’s a big glowing one he uses for video games so expect the worst.

      I was hoping you could name the river (it’s not named on my map) rather than the song, but have 2.5 p(o)ints.

      Yes, all the rules are daft, but at least there are rules, I guess (?).

      I will visit your pub if you move it brick-by-brick to LE67.

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      1. “I will visit your pub if you move it brick-by-brick to LE67.”

        Deal!
        (but don’t hold your breath) 🙂

        Ok, off to prep the lunch truck run. Will return sometime this weekend!

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