More North Herts hops, as I take a leisurely walk from Letchworth station to Baldock while James attempts to complete the “55 roundabouts in 90 minutes” challenge.
If he fails a 3rd driving test (I took 5) back here in October he’ll have to retake it on the slopes of Sheffield in winter. No pressure.
No slopes in Letchworth, but some beautifully complex footpaths from Norton (one pub, Doom Bar & Harvey’s) over the A1 to the Orange Tree.
First visit for a decade, when it became one of those classic East Angular Greene King pubs with loads of guest beers and single-handedly dominated sleepy Baldock’s GBG entries (till this year).
Loads of cars at 2pm on Friday, but seemingly no way in. Ooh, portaloos !
Is that a new micro pub ?
No, it’s outdoor drinking only at this rambling old pub, with sales from the hatch.
Well, what would you choose ? P*** P**t**.
I ask the Landlord if they’ll be opening inside.
“Monday” he tells me. “Thanks to Boris’s new rules“.
Oh, the new rules that are apparently the end of the world. Apparently there’s an upside the BBC completely missed.
So there you go, pub crawls with five mates possible from Monday, if you’ve got mates (does a stuffed animal or vegetable count ?).
Out in the garden with my decent enough Titanic (NBSS 3), I counted a good two dozen 40-something folk starting their weekend early. I guess they’ll all be heading inside in 2 days time. If that’s the pattern elsewhere, perhaps community pubs can last till Christmas.
Not being a party animal myself (don’t look shocked), I’d rather underestimated the appeal of the garden/house party to the UK middle classes.
Actually, I quite liked the outdoor area, replete with bus seats and live music area and barbecue and a soundtrack of Duran Duran, Neneh Cherry and Altered Images.
So, if you like classic English ales to a backdrop of “The Reflex” and “Buffalo Stance“, get here now. They’re probably going to play Dire Straits inside.