September 2023. Welby, Grantham.
If Ian Thurman is the man responsible for the resurrection of Bass, and CAMRA the redeemer of Abbot, then Simon Everitt may just be the saviour of London Pride.
Pride has been popping up in all sorts of places, from Tower Hill to the unfathomable wastelands between Grantham and Sleaford.
Welby (pop. Avg age 72) rings a bell, probably the Archbishop, and I’m not entirely convinced I haven’t been to the Crown & Anchor before,
but it’s so identikit Kesteven Kitchen pub that there’s no way I could ever be sure.
The drama surrounded a diner called Gordon whose nonappearance had sent 3 gentlefolk into a frenzy. Turns out he was 7 minutes late.
The Gents has one of those “engaged/vacant” slidey things pub introduced during COVID even though the toilets were large enough to stage an opera, and the sort of naff sayings seen as cutting edge in Ropsley.
It’s the first pub in Lincs I’ve seen flights being pushed so vigorously.
Although I generally regard third pint flights as being just below bestiality on the list of mortal sins, I guess it might help throughput of the beers no-one would otherwise try ?
Unexpectedly, the lovely staff don’t ask me if I’m dining with them.
Equally improbably the Pride is drinking well 120 miles from home, cool and crisp (3.5).
Just for historical record, I thought you’d like to see how folk order their drinks in rural pubs in 2023.
Honestly, it was gripping.
retiredmartin 
There’s about a second in that video when I thought, “gosh but he’s good at this…”, then the Pride went out of focus and I realised it was a mistake 😬
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By far the greater part of this country is Unfathomable Wasteland between comprehensible settlements, e.g. twixt Macclesfield and Stockport, or even Beeston – the proper one – and Long Eaton.
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Decent pint of Pride in Bulls Head Repton last week – it’s all the rage you know! Is there a less than greater Grantham?
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