Despite (inexplicably) having less days than January, February was almost as good, as I dodged floods and Storm Ciara.
Best view – The floods had left their mark in Shropshire,
while Spring came early in Watchfield,
and Stafford Paul arrived in Congleton with a plan that never quite made it to fruition.
Rather like Matthew’s fledgling career cutting the hair of hipsters in central Manchester. This is the pic that cheers me most; I stuck it in the calendar I do for my parents.
Best pub – Pelican, Devizes
Proof that the best fun, and often beer, lie outside the GBG.
The moment when the Young Ladies join the Old Boy for a joint rendition of “Life On Mars” was one of the GREAT moments; it almost got me through the next four months.
The White Star (top) restored my faith in Liverpool as a pub city. Getting Bass in a John Smiths glass was the icing on the cake.
Best looking pub – Royal Oak, Borough. As wonderful as ever, I thought.
Runner-up – The Orange Tree, Chelmsford (also home to the worst swearing)
Best architecture – Runcorn, obvs
Pub Animal – The Eagle, Watchfield (bit of a cheat)
Best dressed pubgoers – Duke of Sussex, Sutton-in-Ashfield
And at the other extreme…. (guess the pub).
(Wooden Spoon for lycra chic – Great Wishford)
Culinary highlight – Mushrooms on toast at the Glove Factory, Holt, Wilts
with a firm 2nd place for Ramsbottom’s social club‘s artisanal offer.
Oh, and best blog title, this one.
Dave was enjoying my positive start to the year;
Would it last ?