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Gorgeous, isn’t it ?

That rock in the distance, just to the left of the Grand Pier, houses the GBG’s annual “secret entry” that is only revealed to tickers when they’ve completed 90% of the Guide. You have to walk out to it at low tide.

Weston’s second new tick is yards from the Tap’n’Fork, which I erroneously called the Tap & Fork.

It’s also just past this unnamed takeaway serving Nutella pizza, a crime against Italian cuisine (and I like pineapple on mine. Don’t judge me !).

Weston continues to resist the advance of the chains, despite the Nandos/Costa/Cineworld/Premier Inn hell opposite the Duke of Oxford.

Austere outside, bright and shiny within, though obviously too dark for me to take many photos.

My notes say “Soul music, velvet cake, grand piano, arguments about sharing pics of Dad in prison, obscure beers, Rangers“.

And you think I make this stuff up. The little collection of “Singing the sash” sectarianism in the Gents is bad enough, but I compound the crimes against good taste by picking the sexist beer, don’t I ?

I’d had all of 3 minutes to decide while the barperson was “changing the Amstel“, too. What was I thinking of ?

All I saw was Porter, honest, a bit chilled but decent enough as it warmed up (NBSS 3+).

Which left me five minutes to take in just a fraction of the artistic marvels of the town centre.

There. You’re impressed, aren’t you. Just such a shame they closed the Dragon, a Spoons that Frome Jon and I both rated highly for their exemplary customer service.