As you’ll know, the sun shines on the righteous, and so it was that the mere presence of Mrs RM* as a passenger (albeit tapping away on I-Phone and smirking at Trump videos) provided a gorgeous Autumnal backdrop to our second stop down in Devon.
This lovely spot is Littlehempton, a mile north of terrible Totnes with its trust-fund tossers and lack of manners.
Lovely contours on the OS extract,
and on the Tally Ho, including those rare steps which I assumed were for mounting and dismounting your horse but I now have my doubts about that.
We entered, on the dot of 5pm opening, to silence.
You get the idea. Looks very upmarket dining, doesn’t it ?
But from a makeshift garden came the unmistakeable sound of “bloke”.
Mrs RM went to investigate, and came back with a Landlady.
“Sorry, we don’t get many visitors this early. The locals all drink (smoke) outside“.
We did the ablutions, the check-in, and finally the comic bit where despite being asked to sit at Table A I sit at Table B.
“Don’t sit there it’s broken !”
“He’s useless !” said Mrs RM, forming an unlikely alliance with a Landlady she’d been irritated at only a minute earlier.
I sought comfort with Felix the Fox.
Another half (very good Pandit from down the road) and J20 and nuts stop, but it all helps to save pubs, and if you can’t do it then we’ll have to.
Mind you, the half dozen smokers outdoors were putting back the Dartmoor Legend quick enough to save 20 village boozers.
*That’s a joke. It’s ME. I’m the righteous one. Just like Jose.
Trust fund tossers is best use of alliteration in a pub blog in October 2020 👍
Classic country dining boozer
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There’s many a time arriving at a pub ahead of schedule I could have made use of a porch seat like that
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The trafford Mudgie, eh?
A Welsh imposter? 🏴
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Yes, now that you mention it, Paul, those little sympathetic touches make all the difference to the welcoming character of a place, don’t they?
(Martin would probably deny that in the case of cushions though.)
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Someone’s taken the ‘S’ – probably better than taking the piss.
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Really nice to see you embark on new turf. Looking forward to more photos of older pubs and less micros. Keep up the BRAPA pace.
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9 done in Devon and Cornwall, Dave. At Lydford Gorge. Great photo opportunities.
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I like Felix the fox -guess Yaya was hiding !
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Shy.
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Sorry if I spelt his name wrong -I mean that sheep like creature that you adopted/follows you about
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No you’re spot on Pauline.
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Ah yes, Terrible Totnes, one-time very safe seat of Anthony “Jealousy – I’ve got a very, very large house – some people say it looks like Balmoral” Steen MP.
His replacements were no more edifying.
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“This lovely spot is Littlehempton”
That photo says it all really. Walls, fences… all the makings of good borders. 😉
“Lovely contours on the OS extract,”
Good heavens! That map shows plantations! In this day and age! 🙂
“including those rare steps which I assumed were for mounting and dismounting your horse but I now have my doubts about that.”
I agree with your first surmise good sir.
“Looks very upmarket dining, doesn’t it ?”
I’m thinking of a ‘duck’ like word?
“forming an unlikely alliance with a Landlady she’d been irritated at only a minute earlier.”‘
That is your gift, good sir.
“and if you can’t do it then we’ll have to.”
I’d love to, but…
“Mind you, the half dozen smokers outdoors were putting back the Dartmoor Legend quick enough to save 20 village boozers.”
(slow golf clap)
Cheers
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” a ‘duck’ like word ? ”
Quack ?
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Correct good sir.
Very upmarket if they have quackers at every meal. 😉
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You’ll always be a “Special One” to us.
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