I need to be careful what I tell you until the Guide comes out next Thursday, but it’s no embargo breaker to say that the Farmer’s Arms in Yaxley probably WON’T be in there.
Despite putting this full colour, full page advert in the local CAMRA magazine every edition this century,
it has NEVER made the Guide. And Peterborough has had its share of estate pubs from the ‘burbs in the GBG.
But that’s reassuring, isn’t it ? Posh CAMRA picks GBG entries on beer alone; the Farmer’s doesn’t feel snubbed and gets on with being a good neighbourhood dining pub.
BUT, I wondered. Does this vast 1930s roadhouse perhaps deserve a Guide place ?
Ignore the rules.
Well, obviously, don’t ignore the rules. Just don’t be put off by them.
Instead be charmed by the Noddy display and the random word “BEEK”.
and that particularly Fenland attraction, the sweets cabinet (What ? You have those too ?).
There’s a function room housing a (small) wake and a few gentlefolk finishing off their lunches with a cheeky pavlova.
I settled for a cheeky Grainstore 1050.
Rarely, since the very last pub I wrote up, have I received a welcome as warm as this.
The barmaid said “Make yourself comfortable” and seemed to mean it, and then stopped to dispense health advice to the couple opposite and ask Harry if he wanted the heat on. It was heartwarming.
All the customers smiled, even the bloke slipping away from the wake for his G & T>
“They sound happy !” said Harry.
“They’re pickled, it’s a a wake“
But was the 1050, served in a John Smiths glass, any good.
On first swig, I thought “Mmm, cool, fruity. NBSS 3+”.
By the end I was “Oooh, it’s a 3.5 !” and stuck the score in What Pub.
I can do no more for you, Farmers, except extol your rare virtues here.
Dodgy toilet art, mind.