From Blackpool, I caught the No.63 bus to Wrea Green for my next tick. I shan’t be making a habit of the bus, but the alternative was a walk from Kirkham. In the rain.
Wrea Green, famous only for the proximity of RAF Wharton,
and the lovely village green captured here by Keith Wright. You could almost be in Essex with a green like that, the key factor in Wrea Green winning “Lancashire’s Best Kept Village” award 15 times – 1959, 1965, 1966, 1968, 1972, 1980, 1986, 1987, 1993, 1996, 2001, 2005, 2009, 2010 and 2012.
In 2013 the village green manager was sacked after a 7th place finish and Wrea Green has bobbed up and down between the leagues ever since.
I arrived ahead of opening time at the Constitutional Club, so I did a pre-emptive tick at the Chef & Brewer.
Actually, it was mainly a pre-emptive “keep out the drizzle”, but I stuck a few quid in their till so they can afford to replace these rotting beams with some nice concrete ones.
Now, this chain pub was a cosy corker. No food trade, a local stoking the fire, two Proper Beer, a landlady popping round “To see if you were OK for drinks ?“.
Nothing like the dining hell that is Waterbeach’s Bridge. No “Are you dining with us ?”, no “drinkers at the bar only“, just a real sense of village local.
The conversations were ALL about food; the pork pie shop in Skipton and the breakfasts in Hurghada (that’s Egypt not East Lancs).
And the Black Sheep was perfectly GBG quality NBSS 3 stuff.
As was the 61 Deep in The Institute, which pleasingly opened BANG on the stroke of 16:30, to get a tricky tick out of the way.
Well, not that tricky, but you never know with clubs. The cheery lady asked me for my card at the exact moment as the glass was plonked in front of me, and I took a swig quick in case she’d been put on orders to refuse “those CAMRAs”.
We talked about the rain, I commented that something smelled nice, the lady said it was her which was a bit embarrassing, and I couldn’t quite decide what I made of the decor. 1970s ? 1980s ?
Anyway, off to Preston, where it is always 1989.