Yes, pubs MUST re-open on 2 December (somewhere, anywhere) or you face many more posts like this one.
It still gets the undergrads walking out along the Cam to admire a village seemingly untroubled by the temporary loss of its tea gardens and four pubs.
After all, it’s only a five minute drive to Waitrose for your Beaujolais Nouveau.
with the Rupert Brooke a restaurant and the heroically expensive Green Man (£4.60 for Bass in 2018) closed since January.
We didn’t see Jeffrey this time, I’m sure he keeps a good cellar, so we popped off for a walk across the fields towards the mysterious Haslingfield, which probably deserves its own post (it really doesn’t).
What a muddy sign !
I at least wore appropriate footwear today, but was outdone by the legion of Barbour wearing dog walkers crossing the fields of Cantelupe Farm, which led to a road I had never before walked ! Get out the pink marker.
Without a pub at the end, it really was a hard, flat, slog. But on the road back to Barton we suddenly stumbled on the Mullard Radio Astronomy Observatory.
Or, more excitingly, the Arcminute Microkelvin Imager, trundling along the path of the old Oxford-Cambridge line. Oooh.
Wiki claims these study the galaxies, but we all know they’re part of a Deep State conspiracy to control us via neural mind implants hidden in the vaccine. Or at least that’s what folk in the Blue Bell would be discussing if it was open.
When we arrived back at the Old Vicarage, Jeffrey still wasn’t home.