NOBODY GONNA BREAK MY STRIDE (to GBG glory). NOT EVEN STOKE FLEMING

The task ahead seems endless, but I shall press on, if only to see if Mark Crilley is still reading (I haven’t read all the great BRAPA posts so don’t feel guilty). Perhaps a reader from Zaire will one day find this post on Stoke Fleming of use, who knows ?

Just beyond the gorgeous stretch of Blackpool Sands, I’s got the Green Dragon down as a micro, even though seemingly Devon has no need of such pubs.

Far from it, just a good all-rounder with scampi and pizza,

and ladies in sunhats drinking gin at lunchtime and blokes in shorts.

Talking of Men in Shorts, or was it Men without Hats, our joyous Summer of 1983 soundtrack included a rare airing for this classic;

The bloke with A Flock of Seagulls hair and Midge Ure moustache may look like Steve Wright introducing TOTP but it’s actually Mr Wilder himself, probably on German TV. I hated that song.

The Green Dragon was pleasant and unpretentious, the barman saying “Oh shut up” at a ringing phone and then being the epitome of politeness to some pub ticker who wanted to know if they were open. Really, who phones pubs in 2022 ?

Perhaps the heat was playing a part by now, but despite being cool (odd) the Dartmouth IPA was struggling a bit.

But please don’t read anything into that last statement and a picture of a flower pot.

4 thoughts on “NOBODY GONNA BREAK MY STRIDE (to GBG glory). NOT EVEN STOKE FLEMING

      1. Yes, the NBSS spreadsheets are all too serious, and need the sort of mirth that pot plants will introduce.

        Sorry, my mistake: plant pots.

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