One last Welsh tick (16 in the bag !) before we head home, or at least to Cheadle (Cheshire), our resting place for the night.
Welshpool never fails to disappoint, pubwise, but it does at least have a good Morrisons where Mrs RM could stock up on artisan cheese for tea while I ticked the Angel.
Nothing wrong with the town itself (see here),
but anyone expecting a border town pub bonanza of the quality of Oswestry (or Leintwardine) will be disappointed.
A long thin sports bar, with what looks like another children’s birthday party at the far end, put on just to limit my photos.
I like busy pubs, and this was as busy as any of those estate pubs that Life After Football finds off-grid.
As a bonus, it was a perfect place to follow the League 2 scores. Below you see Jermaine Jenas and Robbie Savage toasting Swindon’s 3rd goal at Walsall with a bottle of Malbec.
No Malbec was being drunk in the Angel, though Mrs RM had seemingly acquired one from Welshpool Morrisons while I was away.