DELIVERIES TO DODDINGTON

WARNING : Pub free edition to meet family obligations.

On Monday I drove my Dad (Keith 1) the 40 minutes to Doddington to deliver a TV and some tat to my cousin (Keith 2), star of One Night In March (2016).

Sickeningly, Keith 2 (my cousin) looks younger at 60 than I did at 23, the benefit of a childhood in the hills of Dunstable.

Dad gave me splendid directions to avoid an a hold-up on the Chatteris bypass (turnip spillage) which convinced me that his faculties are holding up better than mine despite him forgetting the names of relatives.

The detour takes you past thrilling things like the North London Skydiving Centre, a maize maze, and two roads leading to the unpronounceable Manea.

What can I tell you about Doddington ?

2,181 Fenland souls, looks to March for entertainment and Chatteris for its Aldi and Jacks, one pub didn’t survive the summer, one did, one chippy, golden post box celebrating Johnnie Peacock’s Paralympics Gold.

Excitingly, my cousin lives in a cottage literally backing onto the giant beer garden at the Three Tuns, the surviving village pub.

Just for my Mum, here’s what Keith 2’s cottage looks like following his exciting renovation project;

There’s a view to the pub from the kitchen window, always a bonus in a property I feel.

Who’s that hiding in the corner ?

Keith 2 always has projects on the go, including a Jaguar “E” type refurbishment and a garden restyling.

I’ll stick to pubs, thanks.

I’d rather assumed that “Fish and chips ?” meant the 2 meals for a tenner in the Three Tuns, with a chance for me to complain about the GK IPA again.

Sadly, Keith 2 is taking no chances with pubs since March, and offered me a can of Hobgoblin with his superb homecooked lunch. Soon, 2 village pubs will become none.

11 thoughts on “DELIVERIES TO DODDINGTON

  1. You could be onto something with this. For we foreign google map stalkers it was a great visit to a town we likely will never get to visit. Love the cottage. Interesting their isn’t a single person in that beautiful beer garden.

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  2. I’m trying to figure out which member of the Taylor hosehold would most want a pub visible from the kitchen window; impossible to say without knowing whether or not the pub sells 10% murk.

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  3. Excellent tribute to Ed Benguiat on the Three Tuns building sign, sadly marred by the Comic Sans on the freestanding one.

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  4. Ok, I’m kind of late in catching up over the weekend, seeing as how Saturday was filled with our deck having to be torn down (putting my man shed/pub on hold), plus the fact it was Halloween and we actually had a number of trick or treaters between 5pm and 8pm! Also, after seeing the news, I realised I’ll have plenty of time to catch up as there won’t be many ‘live’ posts after this week. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

    “Pub free edition to meet family obligations.”

    So it’s going to be all drinking in your underpants at home reporting?

    “Sickeningly, Keith 2 (my cousin) looks younger at 60 than I did at 23, the benefit of a childhood in the hills of Dunstable.”

    Or does he drink pints rather than halves? ๐Ÿ˜‰

    “which convinced me that his faculties are holding up better than mine despite him forgetting the names of relatives.”

    Unless they’re named Keith… of course. ๐Ÿ™‚

    “What can I tell you about Doddington ?”

    Is the Isle of Ely Way in reference to John Elway of the Denver Broncos? ๐Ÿ™‚

    “Excitingly, my cousin lives in a cottage literally backing onto the giant beer garden at the Three Tuns, the surviving village pub.”

    Serendipitous that!

    “Just for my Mum, hereโ€™s what Keith 2โ€™s cottage looks like following his exciting renovation project;”

    He added the hanging baskets, right? ๐Ÿ™‚

    “Whoโ€™s that hiding in the corner ?”

    One of Mudgie’s pub cats?

    “including a Jaguar โ€œEโ€ type refurbishment and a garden restyling.”

    Blimey. There’s something you have to lubricate daily? I’ll have to tell my wife that (after changing my name to Jaguar E or course).

    “Iโ€™ll stick to pubs, thanks.”

    Where, funnily enough, one can still lubricate daily*. ๐Ÿ™‚
    * (for now)

    “Soon, 2 village pubs will become none.”

    (sigh)

    Cheers

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