Back in the ’90s my boss asked me my favourite part of the world and I said “Powys“, which he misheard as “Paris” and took him aback as he assumed I was a Francophobe. If I’d used the GBG-approved “Mid Wales” I’d have annoyed Mudgie. You can’t win.
Anyway, I still love Powys, and the journey from Towy Bridge
past the Wells towns and up towards the Vale of Montgomery is wonderous.
Mrs RM love Welsh baby lambs. Here’s one we prepared earlier.
The view from the garden is stunning,
the pub itself is workmanlike.
But also friendly, unfussy, and cheap. And if you can work out what the blackboard on the right hand side is showing you probably win a knock-off pack of lamb chops in the Drum.
Sadly my lost notes (the blogging equivalent of the 2008 Universal fire) include this pub, but I can tell you that the Butty Bach was a cool and tasty NBSS 3 and the soundtrack never wavered from 1985-89. Let’s assume it included “Black Velvet” by Alannah Miles which I believe is the unofficial anthem of Newtown.