A LOITER IN LUTTERWORTH

More posts without an actual pub visit at the end for you to moan about. If I don’t write about pubs, where does my blog fit in to the beer writing chart ?

Anyhow, some pics from Lutterworth, where I stopped for breakfast on the way to Earl Shilton for my shiny new tick.

What Lutterworth really needs is a Wetherspoons; here’s a good candidate for a Spoons building;

Who needs Town Halls, anyway ?

What we need is more pubs selling breakfasts and Doom Bar. Banks’s in the Shambles would do, I guess.

or Bass at the venerable Unicorn.

Not a BAD pub town, just a bit too upstanding for its own good. Away from the pubs, the locksmiths opposite the market place remains a haven for wildlife, though “Pigeons in a Boot” is a great name for a craft bar, though they have one of those already.

At night the knitted Lutts take to the streets, picking up rubbish and keeping the town in the Top 10 of South Leicestershire’s Most Attractive Towns for a 77th successive year.

But I came for breakfast, and was more than a little disappointed to find the only option the Costa at the end of this road.

Costa are so drab, the toastie average and their coffee not helped by being served in a paper cup even when they let me sit in the outdoor space, but it was worth it for the stares of passers by who assumed I was breaking the law by sitting down. In Lutterworth, it’s still 2020 (or perhaps 1820).

Moving on, and in Broughton Astley I saw that lovely Everards sign (top) and thought “Ah, Duncan”. He’d have known its proper name is Vanessa atalanta, of course.

5 thoughts on “A LOITER IN LUTTERWORTH

  1. I was in Lutterworth today, most days actually. Diverted around the one-way to check on the Unicorn again. It does have a tiny courtyard and adjacent car park that could be pressed into service… it wasn’t though.

    Lutterworth is the town I’d happily live in if only it still had a rail station. It’s quite close to Rugby too, that’s a decent pub town! Even the craft micro is properly pubby with a lovely garden for the wine drinkers. Like you and your single-handed goal to keep all the pubs of GBG Land alive, I feel a nagging duty to drink Bass in the Unicorn as often as possible, I drive past it two or three times a week for work and ‘have’ to check, just in case it’s found a way to open. There’s something a bit sad about the Unicorn being closed, before all this it was cheerily always open…

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    1. Good point on trains. A fast tram to Rugby would be fine. It’s a decade since I last did the Unicorn, and I suspect there’s no cheap B & Bs there so I’d have to park my camper on the edge of town.

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      1. There’s a Travelodge. For such a substantial small town it does have very poor communications. We used to jump on the bus from Narborough for days out around the pubs back in the 90’s, but things have worsened since then. Did you get to the Red Admiral? That’s a lovely pub that.

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  2. “If I don’t write about pubs, where does my blog fit in to the beer writing chart ?”

    Yes, but that’s just it. You don’t write about beer but about pubs (with various side trips concerning campervans, parents, renos, hills, Chinese takeaway and the like). 🙂

    “where I stopped for breakfast on the way to Earl Shilton for my shiny new tick.”

    I notice on the OS map that places on the left are very particular about where they are situated. They all seem to be ‘on’ something. Mind you, that makes sense in a way as there are many places in the UK with the same name. 😉

    “here’s a good candidate for a Spoons building;”

    Too close to the Hind.

    “Away from the pubs, the locksmiths opposite the market place remains a haven for wildlife,”

    Ouch. After the hassle I’ve had trying to get an outside lock in my man shed/pub sliding glass door I have a much deeper respect for locksmiths.

    “At night the knitted Lutts take to the streets, picking up rubbish ”

    Which they turn into more knitted Lutts? 😉

    “but it was worth it for the stares of passers by who assumed I was breaking the law by sitting down.

    Yikes!

    “He’d have known its proper name is Vanessa atalanta, of course.”

    (slow golf clap)

    Had to look that up.

    Oh, and ‘though’ should be ‘thought’ before the Ah, Duncan bit. 🙂

    Cheers

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